i'm not one to
look for the
loveliest flower
the prettiest eyes
the brightest smile
the reddest lips.i have seen
the loveliest weed
the prettiest tears
the brightest frown
the reddest cutsand they are both
so lovely to me.
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cosmos
Poetryoh, these lonely nights breed such ugly thoughts. → hr : 9PO © 2017 freyyyaa