𝒀𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍.
𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘.
𝑺𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆.
𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒛𝒆.
𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒅.
𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒌𝒚.
𝑾𝒉𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏’𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒚?
𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒆?
𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕’𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘.
𝑰’𝒎 𝒎𝒆𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔.
𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆.
𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖.
𝑾𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏.
𝑾𝒆’𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖.
𝑾𝒆’𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒘.
𝒀𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍.
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My Book Of Poems
PoetryThis is a book that will continue to grow with the poems I write. From death to friends, childhood, and love. They are about true experiences, or about ones to come.
