18th: Finally
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I will never let go of your light,
and make you my knight.
Finally, mark you and i as the start of our daylight.
Go through our gentle and rough.
Let us interfere with the distance of our love, because you and I are enough.
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Letters to the purple sky (poems)
Poetryseries of melancholic unsaid thoughts that encapsulate the feelings that run through the mind of a lovelorn storyteller. the brain is a large place; which keeps what we think put together. oh, how lovely it is: if i only had a chance that once i wr...
