Last Evening, I went to the Dandelions' to blow a wish. Well, places like that are so not 'me'. Am made of bars and nights but she used to love calmer things and they loved her too!
The sun hit me soft there, the dying dandelions were prettier than any glass of my fav cocktails. I laughed at myself for being so emotional. Then I realised my eyes were sweating tears.."what the ****"
You see now? That's why I left her! She make me weak!! Such a piece!!May the dandelions I blew kiss her for me....ahhhh I am so drunk.........
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To You(my Dear World)[#TheWattys2017]#TEAwards
PoetryHighestRank #5[13-4-17] "my love, I will be your west So you can lay and rest When you've shined enough and dusk wins and there's no more strength to shine some more. ⭐"Do not laugh at a poor coat. Lest the rich heart inside it laugh at your poor he...