You are my song
and all the things I feel.
You are my smile,
my pain, my heal.
You are my life,
my truth, my lie.
But I don't know why
My words cry.
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Very pretty and yet really sad too. Aching with heartbreak.
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ReplyDeletewords do cry sometimes.
ReplyDeletenice write
i love the photo
So very sweet and romantic.
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