A Dotted Line

And I drew a dotted line
Down my heart in graphite
One half for me
The other for the stars at night
And every drop in the sea
Because I couldn't give it to a person
(They always leave)
So if I gave it to the world
All the stormy clouds in the sky
My love would never wither 
My love would never die
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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