Write me in the stars darling,
Make me a lullaby for generations to come.
And I promise you that forever; I shall be an unquenchable flame, a flaming desire burning in your heart forever.
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~I shall burn only for you darling~
YOU ARE READING
'Silent' Clouds.
Poetry¶Words have no meaning, unless you make them, turning them into a spontaneous overflow of rhythm¶ ¶A string of broken pieces interwoven into into poetry. Broken symphonies, turned into poetry¶
