I am a voice in my own mind.
My thoughts are of all kind.
I meet you there .........
I can hold and keep you for hours on end.
In my world it is not pretend.
In my world our love and life never end..
In my thoughts is where we stay together.
In my mind we dance everywhere.
I am a voice in my mind
In my world our eternity is not confined.
A poem about the grip of heroine
Having the privilege to love a child that leaves the world too soon
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