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poems


❝i'm not going to compare you

to a garden or a sunset

because you were never just something pretty to look at

you were my veins

you kept me alive.❞

in which a guy/girl write poems for their loved ones and gave it to them before s/he dies.


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» i ain't cryin'

» it's either the s/he die, or the person who they love

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