oh, your asking bout love?
well it is but a dove.
light and clean,
and you think its a dream.
oh but you'll be so wrong,
as you sit there and prolong,
the ending that makes you cry,
as you think about last july.
thinking about the embrace?
oh thats so outta place.
its so antique,
as you lose your streak.
throwing you down,
as you loss the round.
69 words
a/n
ayeeee
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Poetrya collection of poems explaining my thoughts and feelings.... yea its not pretty and its pretty crappy writing also just a bunch of random things ill come up with because once i get a rhyme started i cant let myself stop til im satisfied, even if th...
