There is a person I love for.
There is an ending I work for.
There is a dream I live for.
There is a story I am here to finish.There is a love I dream of.
There is a life I wish for.
There is an ending I want to see.
There is a paragraph I am here to write.Goodbye, the stories about love.
Goodbye, the stories of hatered.
Goodbye
Say goodbye to the browning leaves.There is a hope,
A light
A dream
A wish
People love for, glowing in its majestic hues.
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Plethora [Of Poetry]
PoetryLike watching a play of emotions from the front row seats. Plethora. _________________ Plethora [Of Poetry]. Original Poetry By @JeonDaokookie.