At some point
In once a time
You wouldn't wait
For someone's lips,
To meet yours
You would rather then,
Kiss yourself with passion
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A Hopeful Romantic
ПоэзияIt was never hopeless, when it is raw It's always hopeful, just so you saw On the forming pieces of something lost, words can fill the vow. As souls come along, ropes hang low. You and I, might be the reason for a while. In the day dream, can friend...
