He held her hand on his chest and said ;
" Will you stay by me as the lights begins to fade?
Or run like the rest? " .
{M}.
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Wendy House
Poetry" Once apon a time, the bygone was draw breathing in front of our eyes but soon we perceived that they passed through our eyelashes , like a wind rushed through ". -------------------------------------------- Another poetry ... Hope you all enjoy r...
