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Brooke
Who people
Often mistook
As a star
Were wrong
For she was
The constellation
Of the night sky
Every night
She would sit
Under the stars
And wish to be with them
To be there
Once more
Was what
She yearned for
To be in the sky
With her one
True beloved
Was all she hoped for
To be one
and to be freed
to the dearly beloved
it was her most
prized dream
Brooke
Who people
Often Mistook
As a star
Were wrong
For she was
Just human
Who wanted nothing
More than to be
Free with me
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
poems
Şiirhey these are just some poems I made 😄 Hope you enjoy Created: June 27, 2018 Ended:
