Sometimes I see myself in you and it makes me afraid that you will go away.
I can't ask you to stay, it's not fair.
You owe me nothing.
You've given me enough.
My sweet please don't go.
I'm scared to wake up alone.
Can we rest in the poppies and let the world go ahead.
I wish we had all the time in the world to lay together in the red flowers.
Let me love your smile and your embrace.
Never let me go.
It's peace.
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