Come With Me

Come with me,

I'll blow your mind.

But promise me,

That you'll blow mine.

Two senses down,

But I'm still fine.

Don't look back,

We all must die.

Someone loves you,

So say goodbye.

You never know,

When it's your time.

Come with me,

Walk down this line.

Many friends,

To this world bind.

But you don't know,

They make you blind.

Come with me,

We'll blow our minds.

Come with me,

I'll call you mine.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

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Anna Morrow's picture

I really love this poem. It reminds me of the conversation we had the other day. It really makes you think thought, and that's great. Keep writing Sweetness!

~Anna