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Valentine's Day.
Black suit,
A bouquet of red roses,
Blushed as he smiled.
"Our third year together,
Will you be my valentine?"
The cement cross bearing her name,
Had no words to say
Somehow,
He had many words to hear.
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YOU ARE READING
Serenade✔
Poésie"To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all. " ~Oscar Wilde __________________________________ ✔You stay under the carpet of my room, Dusting the corners of my soul✔ __________________________________...
