And, if not for reality
I would still ask for you to see,
What was there left for you and me
Like the flowers blooming in the sea.
Like the madness feasting inside of me.
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Profanities and Love Letters
PoetryI would never be the person who would make your heart skip a beat, I would never be the person who would remind you of sad songs, I would never be the person to be with you during coffee, I would never be the person who you would love forever in thi...
