Someone asked me, " why did you love me?"
Try to ask a singer
And she'll write you a song
Try to ask a photographer
And she'll capture the sweetest moment to last long
Then ask a painter
And she'll going to paint you endlessly
Then try to ask a historian
And she will tell your story repeatedly
But darling if you ask me
Would you believe?
That the only thing that I will give
Is your name to answer the question of love
I replied, " I don't know why, I just did"
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Midnight Thoughts (Prose And Poetry)
PoetryA life that is written For every letter that is given There's a corresponding pain And a Heart that is broken. ------ I will now share a life that once mine A life of my past As how it struggles in time ------ makatangstupida
