I was music to every other souls ear.
but not to the soul I wished.
music...
he had told me I wasn't.
but oh the amount of souls that had praised me over the music I held.
I was music but you didn't like the kind I displayed.
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my lover poets
Romancethe thoughts about love. Simplicity form yet addictive to consume your mind over. Love isn't always perfect. (I know I'm not a perfect writer in poetry, but I thought it would be fun to write out some thoughts I have, and things I've learned int...
