You played the mystery card,
I found out the red roses of your heart,
Speaking without a sound,
You can't even kiss and tell,
For the words are written by me,
Telling you in my thoughts about my stories,
Keeps me and my heart connected to reality,
Even though my dreams have overtaken that mystery.
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Book 7 | The missing lock box
Mystery / ThrillerThe missing lock to the key That unlocks my diary Where all of the pages were hidden And now they have gone missing One minute the book was there And the next minute it disappeared into thin air Quite a mystery without the superstition But to...
