If I was a poet...
I'd inked down the story of two unfortunate souls',
Who tried rewriting the stars.
Telling the tales of a love once lost - the melody of the heart,
Taking them where memories reside, and show how flowers wilt.
I'd write under the starlit night with a soft breeze blowing south,
I'd write them so beautifully you'll fall in love with love.
-LomlomMizo
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Her Melancholic Reverie
PoesíaIf you're here to read something profound, i can assure you you'd be disappointed! These are just tales, a terribly tiny tales at that; written by an imperfect creation, walking on earth hiding her true feelings with humor as a shield! I hope you en...
