Holding my breath beneath the waves of our memories watching the sun filter through the waters surface reminds me of the light your eyes once held when our love was fueled by the fire in our hearts instead of the ashes of hate left in our blood.
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The Forget Me Nots
PoetryThis is a simple book of poetry no more, no less. Thank y'all so much for getting up to #4 in through my eyes, this is my highest ranking and I'm honored. :)
