How hard did you hit your head before we met, either im lucky or i just discovered the secret to love
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The Soul Ink
PoetryMy Soul travels at the speed of a thousand knots Oh And yet the marvel at a single thought So many moments i can't afford a single blink I must keep a journal written in my Soul's ink
how love happens
How hard did you hit your head before we met, either im lucky or i just discovered the secret to love
