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This poem is bad but I still like it. I hope you do too.
Someone falling for the Other
And the Other falling for Someone
Someone lays awake at night, thinking of when they will see the Other
The Other thinks there are not enough impossible hours in the day to spend with Someone
The two only worry about the weather
Sickness is a myth and barriers are of fictional horror
The word "hate" is a curse with no desire to be spoken
Wounds heal with music and a heartbreak is mended with glue
People are just be people
And there is no strife between me and you
