On her youth's grave
She discovered meaning of 'brave'I look at her silhouette
Dancing pirouette
And I think she's the only one for me
That's why I'll never leave her be
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Lame Thoughts
PoetrySome lame stuff. Someone told me that I should write poems, but I can't write poems. But if you're intrested, you can read.
Lame thought #173
On her youth's grave
She discovered meaning of 'brave'I look at her silhouette
Dancing pirouette
And I think she's the only one for me
That's why I'll never leave her be