I used to be a City
Twinkling Lights
Bus Stops
Noisy Cars
But he made me a House,
Full with flowers
And Warm Sunlight
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Poetry❝my tears and heart started to write down their own words 'cause my hands refused to do so.❞ Highest Rank: #41 on Poetry by 7-7-17 Written by ellethetic COMPLETED
