Squishy paper. Elastic bone. Crumpled skin. Stable thought. Combination of wether he'll be worth. No, worthy not he is to be. But only a he to kiss she. Her brain has suffered, yet a chance for no bummer. Blessed is the sky they stand under. Truth to the plunder. Lighting and thunder. A perfect couple they are, so close and so far.
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Infinity
PoetryA dazzling view of words. Multiple perspectives of life and my deepest thoughts and feelings. I write to relieve it all. Thanks for reading! ~Highest rank: #102 in poetry~
