He wrote me a poem and it consisted of only a few words, " I love you and what a beautiful thing it is to feel". What a beautiful thing I thought to myself as I let myself fall into the flames that consumed our past. What a beautiful thing indeed.
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Secrets to Knowlege
PoetryEmptying my thoughts into the void of other people...*some are poorly written, and by some I mean most, so please bear with me * (on a different note please don't skip the first one)
