How could one see
The things that were not
Of eyes that shed tears
For thoughts not yet ought
Out of touch it is
The lucky feeling
Of broken hearts
For Cupid's aiming
Dance in the rain
Let it pour down-falling
Of eyes that shed tears
For Cupid's aiming
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Love, Pain & Poetry [✓]
PoetryI think of you. I think of you in the very depths of my mind. Like Lava you flowed through, Burning my brain cells to dysfunction. A collection of original poems and prose about Love, Pain, and Poetry.
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