Thought I’d tell you. Thought I’d die.
Let’s take a walk to this place I know.
Thought I’d tell you. Thought you couldn’t trust.
We’re floating down a river. Down a river at large.
Let’s walk, follow the drums beating our way.
Thought I’d tell you.
We’re in this both together. Can’t tell if you will trust.
I’ll tell you this.
Nothing means more than you here with me, walking.
Dying.
question
is that title to be sarcastic or are you reall not got with titles, or is it really meant for this poem? for give me if I misunderstood
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im just really not good with
im just really not good with titles
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lol oh ok understandable
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