this young love will never die or be buried. it will always beat.
it will always create a path on both of our memories to live.
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ninth avenue - poetry
Poetry__ heavenly bodies only know where you are now. maybe i was not holding on too tight as you slipped away. wasn't i still yours? __
beat
this young love will never die or be buried. it will always beat.
it will always create a path on both of our memories to live.
