I don't want chocolates or teddy bears, I want rhyming words and metaphors. I don't want flowers, I want flowery language. I don't want to be called pretty, beautiful, or amazing. I want to be described as enthralling, pristine, and unparalleled. You see, what I'm trying to say is I'm not that hard to please. All I want is poetry.
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So dear, will you write me a poetry?
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Thoughts Left Unsaid
Poetry. ✈ • un·said (ˌənˈsed/) - тнoυgнт вυт noт мenтιoned oυт loυd or dιѕcυѕѕed - noт eхpreѕѕe...
