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let's go back to that time
when we used to have ice-cream moustaches
in flavours of chocolates and strawberries
and had sparkly and glittery eyelashes
we where happy with ice-cream cones & cherrieswe can be young again
find beauty in little things that now we ignore
live without a care of any cruel rumour at all
and have a heart that is healed to its core
happy to get ice-cream cones, we were smallthat joy can come back
if we would dance on hearing the ice-cream man
and beg our parents to get those cold desserts
tiny tongues licking it as slowly as they can
so happy with ice-cream cones and naive heartslet's sneak at midnight again
to have some ice-cream cones...- SweetSimu.
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Poetry❝ sweetheart, your heart is so pure why do you want to destroy it? ❞ ❝ darling, nothing is completely pure in a galaxy where there's no innocence. ❞ A book where galaxies are woven with SUGAR-COATED WORDS © SweetSimu •°• COMPLETED •°•