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[Memories - NATIIVE]
He was the king, and I was his queen. We stood gazing at our loving world. Merely inches away from touching. His hand grazed mine and then like vines, They intertwined. His lips inched closer, closer to mine, I stepped farther, farther away, Till I fell off the edge, And onto this empty bed of mine.
Note: I call this one, the king and his queen, and this one, just like poem no.18, is about a dream. (And I forgot about this one too...😅) Dedicated to my moo, 1995az12 , u inspired me to write this.❤️ ~2016 memories~
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