Depressed Poetry

When I cry

you wipe away my tears

whenever I smile

your right there with me.

Always taking care of me

especially when I'm sick

talking to me for hours

treating me like a queen.

I'm falling in love

soaring through the clouds.

Flying with an angel

holding me tight.

And when I wake up

from this beautiful dream

Watching you hold

her tight....

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