I have climbed the grandest mountains,
seen through the darkest of skies
but nothing quite compares
when you flash me those eyes.
It somehow makes this world,
seem ever so bright;
even when I'm slowly drowning
in this endless void of night
-my bad writing
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My Only Language is Words
Random"It played out so perfectly, so full, so wonderous... but then I woke up". ~~~~ "The blade of imagination is a force to be reckoned with"~~~~ Somewhat insignificant rambles~ Also called "poetry" I suppose
