I wish I could make you a playlist of my poetry.
Like in real life,
You only drew the hard lines.
I wish you could see the other side,
The gentle and divine.
I wish I could make you a playlist of my poetry.
You only read the severe rhymes,
Yet many are so refined.
I want you to read my signs,
Because I feel like weβre wasting time.
I wish I could make you a playlist of my poetry,
Maybe your feelings would realign.
I know they havenβt declined,
Maybe youβll say βplease be mineβ.

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