Want to see me like it was a mission of life or death and if anyone ever saw we would do our best to hide the truth from the reality of the eyes that would start to look at me and you even though the heart knows what it truly wants to be and who it wishes to be with and that is you because you wanted to see me out in the open like it was a dream that was never accomplished before, and it would be the broken lock that you just opened and saw me in real life.
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Lost In The Kiss Of The Ink: Of The Roses
PoetryThe ink of the words that are written only go so far to show the picture that looks like the sky in the clouds of the blue where it seemed like a match that had a heart and was a dream of the picture that spreads across the paper like paint from the...
