Feed Into My Fantasy

Feed Into My Fantasy

A Poem by tynamite

This could be a rock song

Feed into my fantasy
Tell me how I knew
That one day I'd be something
And we'd be an item, forever more

Feed into my fantasy
Ask me how I knew
Words and ways of yesteryear
And places we should know

Ask me for my secrets
I'll show you my graces
Let us soar above
The clouds with smiling faces

Look at the people below
Idly walking by
They don't knpw what we know
If they need not be shy

© 2019 tynamite

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Added on January 3, 2019
Last Updated on January 3, 2019
Tags: punk rock, rock, punk



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