"A place so close
Memories it brought
Forgotten about its existence
Remember its magnificence
Won't reach it til it's too late
Cuz this person doesn't believe in faith
Never had never will
As sad as it sounds, it isn't April
Autumn is soon here
Leaving its special atmosphere
Of summer and harmony
And green trees of mahogany
For every day one degree colder
For every day this person gets older
Soon it is winter
And then there won't be any more rhymes"
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Poems of love
PoetryHere is a book of poems with all happy stuff in live, like love, happiness, luck and more. For the opposite, read my other book: "poems of hate" If you're looking for more I'd also recommend "Poems" which is the first book I wrote The problem is...
