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Lend me your hand,
forever and on;
we'll walk miles on miles
until our hearts are sore.
Our feet so stained,
our hands much too numb;
beautiful adventures
end in tear stained sleeves.
The sunset is stunning;
the sunrise is sad,
and the morning comes quickly
to those without hearts.
A torn, tattered net,
butterflies inside,
somehow, I've misplaced them,
they don't flutter anymore.
forever and on;
we'll walk miles on miles
until our hearts are sore.
Our feet so stained,
our hands much too numb;
beautiful adventures
end in tear stained sleeves.
The sunset is stunning;
the sunrise is sad,
and the morning comes quickly
to those without hearts.
A torn, tattered net,
butterflies inside,
somehow, I've misplaced them,
they don't flutter anymore.
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I like this poem, although the pacing seems a little odd. It's really cute though. So. Of course Imma favorite.