our love unravelles

sometimes i feel like i cant get the right words out

not without out hearing you shout

im sick of the fighting and the hate

the way we are there is a never ending rate

you mean everything to me i dont understand why you cant see

its gonna be just you and me

its us against this cold world baby

maybe we can fix this just maybe 

if not good luck in all your adventures and travels

as i sit here and watch our love unravelle 

This poem is about: 
Me

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