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Walking by a ghost town,
a silent shore...
Messy hair, Black sand,
melodic waves...
We collided by mistake,
& disappeared
into an old library.
The poems about her,
"Sing to me", she said
Roses in my hand.
I fall asleep....
.....
CITEȘTI
Me her ...tears/love?
PoezieDear reader Ever wondered what Love really meant... well the following poems are written for her by a stranger(me). Some unheard words, some left unspoken, some were left in me by her. It ain't about a broken heart instead it's about the word 'Love'...
