As our eyes locked up i can feel the butterflies in my stomach the warmth in my heart and the splendid feeling of love, his eyes that can melt me in any second, his smile that always plays in my head. "The moon's beautiful like you my love," he says and those words even gave me a reason to love him more.
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She's everything as nice as the moon but i'm just nothing but a glimpse of a woe, i stared at her smile, those smile that can lighten up everything can also feel suffocating, I loved her more than anything, but how can i say that it all faded.
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Echoes Of The Dead Poets
Poetry"Dark inks on dark secrets, full of wonders and ends, thoughts of the night of murky life." ©cover not mine
