poem 1.
Violets are blue,
My hearts beat for you,
with love strong and true.
Thoughts of you in my brain ellipse,
I know what I long to do,
I feel the beating of my heart,
as I run all the way to you.
Any problems, I ever have,
Vanish when I'm talking to you,
And I hope any sadness that you feel,
is also completely erased.
You, my love, I'll always protect,
from suffering and sadness,
and if any affecting to you I detect,
I'd do all I can to bring you happiness.
poem 2.
The roses are dead,
the violets are too,
our kisses are spectral,
but I still love you.
A sad little poem,
for a sad little boy,
who's heart knows no bounds,
as I raise my glass of milk, and alcohol,
wash the sweet, bitter, slight burning down my smoke-wracked throat
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