My days with you are numbered. #Poetry

My days with you are numbered.

I do not sleep with slumber,

I still manage to fumble,

The world around me starts to crumble,

As I begin to mumble;

My days with you are numbered.

The tears in my eyes start to form,

Every day with you feels like a thunderstorm;

Lightning flashing,

Thunder clapping.

My love,

No number of words can express,

The love I have for you at best,

I try hard not to fret,

But my darling,

My days with you are numbered.


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