Her beauty
Her flowing hair
She is the one whom I want for enternalty
His smile
His money
He is whom I'd spend forever with
One kiss
so divine
Im forever trapped in a trace.
Old lifes
wrinkle skin
it was only infatuation,
We are by no means
not meant to be together
and not ever,
forever.
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A Drop of Silence
Poetry- Sometimes Silence is the only water to your internal flames - ～～～～～～ Emotions that weave through my body and comes out through my words. ～～～～～～ Music that flows through my mind and feelings that battle against time. ～～～～～～ Allow the notes to guild...
