Clinging onto something you know cannot be
Like trying to hold onto air,
an impossible reality
If only feelings were visible,
something you can touch
Maybe there would be a time and place for us.
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Flowers Of Love And Tears
PoetryRoses are red, Violets are blue. Will you ever look at me The way I look at you? ~~~~°~~~°~~~°~~~~ Highest Rank #180 in Poetry ❤❤❤ Just random poems and stories.
