<em> As the wind blew, I saw him standing in a pool of blue.</em>
<em>At this point, I already knew that this sight would be untrue.</em>
<em> He came out on bent knee, and spoke to me truthfully.</em>
<em> I could hear him speak with glee, when he told me he would marry me.</em>
<em>Soon enough I heard wedding bells, at which awoke me from my spell.</em>
<em>Only to wake to see him there, crossing his arms without a care.</em>
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<em>My face had frowned and I looked down, only to see I were in my night gown.</em>
<em>He never knew I love him so, with his eyes that look at me with a glow..</em>
<em> I knew he would never love me.</em>
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Okay, so I don't know how good this was, but feel free to use it.
To explain the poem I wrote, it's about a girl that was dreaming about the man she loves marrying her and as soon as they were about to get married, hence the wedding bells, she awoke from her dream. The man was standing there like he didn't care for her at all, at this point she realized that he didn't love her like she loves him.
She loves him because of his eyes? I don't know.
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