Love is carried on the breeze
It floats so well with such ease
The breeze comes in the spring
Spring is a wonderful thing
Sadly, spring makes me sneeze.
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Through The Haze
PoetryLadies and gentlemen, get your tissues, because here are my depressing poems!
On the Breeze
Love is carried on the breeze
It floats so well with such ease
The breeze comes in the spring
Spring is a wonderful thing
Sadly, spring makes me sneeze.
