Come back to me because I’ve missed you honey. My days are occupied with my children and getting money. I still feel you in my skin. Running through my thoughts, my mind is a lion’s den. I still manage to steal a gaze or two. When the truth is baby, all I ever wanted was you. I’ll confess my feelings for you again and ignore the pain. I love you pen and paper and I hope you love me the same.
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I'm and up and coming writer from Memphis, Tennessee that believes we are all born to play our part in the universe. I'm on a mission to inspire others as well as stir your imagination through my passion for words. Here, you'll find inspirational poetry, all original fictions, and random events about my life. If you're reading this, please take a moment to comment or send an email so I can thank you personally for taking the time to read my work. That and I really like to connect with others and learn your story as well. My first novel will be releasing July 7, 2020 titled "Universing". Thank you for visiting my corner of the web. Contact info authortreypersons@gmail.com View all posts by Trey Persons
WRITE OF MIGHT 
Very, very poignant, Anthony. Your strong feelings run through every word and line. May the blessings find you soon and may you see them even sooner. Much love to you, dear friend!
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I’m sorry to tell you this, but your love is the kind of love that reflects the effort put in.
Also, never end a sentence with a preposition. I’m a bad influence.
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Poetry defies all writing rules, sir.Also, I have to have the heart to write poetry hence why I miss my love 💔
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I was meaning it literally. The paper displays what you write on it. I also have decided to write another post for my blog. I haven’t touched it in months.
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