The fast lanes
Never looked so bright
Dim
I couldn't help, but to open my eyes.
I was so scared, we were hanging by a thread.
Now, there's no more laughing - our love has came to an end.
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Poems of the Dearest Soul
PoetryPoems of the Dearest Soul. Eccentric. Makes your heart melt. These Poems and short stories are all what you need during your off time. Romance. Suicide. Adventure. Realistic Fiction. Any genre known to man (or woman) Comment what other poem you wa...
