Just A Dream

Just A Dream short poem

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I love the way you look at me.
I love the way it feels.
All of this is just a dream
None of this is real.

Hand in hand, hold me tight
And never let me go.
I think of you day and night.
I thought that you should know.

Hold me close, love me right.
I want to be with you.
Never lie, never fight.
My love for you is true.

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My name is Destiny Helms and I'm a 17 year old girl. I have been writing poetry since the fourth grade. Which is when I first learned about it. I live in Cross city Florida and I love to read and write.
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Preeti
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Love is such a beautiful feeling, swaying you in its beautiful grip you never want to leave….Amazing!

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