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Four summers have passed
Darling don't worry,
the book keep the roses beautiful
they're still nostalgic
Your letters still has your scent
they maybe faded
but I've memorized all of it
I remember them all too well
And though you're gone
your name's engraved in my heart
just like the song I wrote for you,
I'm yours
forever yours
YOU ARE READING
Lover of Words
PoetryWritten poems, songs, and random lines. Made out of my messy mind.
