I walked calmly through the meadow,
thinking about nothing but,
his eyes,
his hair,
that smile that made me giddy.
He was more beautiful than the flowers,
probably more handsome than
anything.
him,
he is the one,
that I love
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1/2 happy, 1/2 depressed- a poetry book
Poetryhi mates, turns out I like poetry a lil ya know? so this is prolly gonna be various types and themes of poetry:) <3
