Before I met you, sleep was just a thought. Now I spend every single night dreaming about what we could be.
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Soap And Bubbles // poetry
PoetrySoap and bubbles in the bath tub So pretty and pure But underneath all of those bubbles Are a girl Who's fading Away These are simply just my thoughts.
Sleep
Before I met you, sleep was just a thought. Now I spend every single night dreaming about what we could be.