T'was himeth who'th maketh this cardiac nest of mine flutter,
And hath madeth our interactions smooth as that of butter.
And while the faceth of our 'nemy is similar to our eyes,
Neither hath the 'nergy to do moreth than thateth of our tries.
I don't really know what's up with me. I just felt like writing this and then lost hope. Hope you somewhat like it though. 😕
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PoetryThis is a book of poems made from my imagination and passions. I hope some of you can enjoy the passions and ideas that have birthed themselves onto paper and were transcribed here. Enjoy! Bye Bye! Highest ranking: 964 #27 on #pray #35 on #think
