Sorry I thought I was an Angel,
But I'm not,
I won't always be there to hear your thoughts and problems,
I'm not a guidance counselor and then later on, you'll express how you feel about me,
Don't give meaning why I care for you,
Because I know what it feels to be alone,
I'm not an Angel,
To sing you a song before you sleep,
I have struggles too.
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Love of Roses [Poetry & Prose]
ПоэзияRoses are the flowers of Love; You are a rose That blooms on sunrise, And fell in sunset. Roses are the poems of love; You are the words I wrote, The rythmns of letters, For I am yours, And you are mine.
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