Off the top,
I think of you.
The happy parts first,
And after that it starts to hurt.
How will I know how long you'll stay,
Our memories soon will start to fade.
Off the top
I think of you,
And then I start to get confused.
I don't know what to say to you....
To convince you to make my dream come true.
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Random thought
شِعر"You should make a book on wattpad or something called random thoughts" Random things, rants, poems, and such
