Maybe in another time,
or in another day,
you will be mine,
in sadness and happiness.
But for now,
I'm the flower with no sun,
the moon with no stars,
and the fish out of water.
In the deepest of night,
you are the cold whisper,
that keeps me awake,
as i try to sleep with tears...
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Author:
Rafeal Fika Phillips (
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- Comment from author about the poem: First written in https://www.facebook.com/notes/rafeal-fika-phillips/in-another-world/290931160946551 on Thursday, 24 November 2011 at 22:05
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