Category: Poems
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Two
in PoemsMaybe two days from now we’ll be merry,swaying in each other’s arms again. Maybe in two weeks, you’ll yell again,and I’ll be tired of playing happy pretend. Maybe in the next two years, you will vaguely remember my face,and I will be vainly seeking for your handto squeeze,to kiss,on the empty seat beside me. Maybe…
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