The night was my
Favorite day.
The moon was my sun.
Fireflies are like butterflies
Who twirling on my stomach.
Star was my light, and
Heartbreak makes me bright.
🍁🍁🍁
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FACE OF LOVE [Memoir Series #2] ✅
Non-FictionThe face of love is not often happy, Is not always in love There is fear, nervousness, sadness and doubt. If you felt all this, and saw it with your own two eyes. You really loved the wrong person. -🍁
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The night was my
Favorite day.
The moon was my sun.
Fireflies are like butterflies
Who twirling on my stomach.
Star was my light, and
Heartbreak makes me bright.
🍁🍁🍁