A Poem About Zayn (I Wrote Myself)
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This is a poem I had to do for school it could've have been about anything. And I chose for it to be Zayn because he really his just the light of my life and one of the main reasons I'm still here so i just wanted to share my poem with other Zayn lovers.💝
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