Nothings Nothing Bt A Momentarily Animated Dream Poem by Marxist illuminatti

Nothings Nothing Bt A Momentarily Animated Dream



i see a future that is no longer in view
i invision my life with you
i hopelessy wonder how are hearts would collidie
our intellect ignite (from our diffrent sides)
rehearsing in my head what we`d do in bed
your lips pressed in mine
getting lost in nor space or time
you are the inspiration in which my words take life
your smile; the creases of many years of reason
the hint of unfullfillment in your eyes
id rip out my dieing heart
if it for one second stood a chance
becx iam bt a mere women
in the shadow of a great man
I dare not to make myself appear weak; by no means is that
what i intend
bt in the place iam in life how can i contend
no where near to being self established in need of many years of traveling
the only thing ive established is beinging much to the attraction
Bt one day and this i swear will be true i will lie between your arms
listening to the beating of your heart if it`s the last thing ill ever do

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