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Four summers have passed
Darling don't worry,
the book keep the roses beautiful
they're still nostalgicYour letters still has your scent
they maybe faded
but I've memorized all of it
I remember them all too wellAnd though you're gone
your name's engraved in my heart
just like the song I wrote for you,
I'm yours
forever yours

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Lover of Words
PoetryWritten poems, songs, and random lines. Made out of my messy mind.