La La La
La La Lul La La
What's that music I hear in the distance?
It feels familiar; like home,
Yet sad,
I walk pensively,
The sound emits warmth,
Growing stronger,
Amplified,
Till I touch the gold it came from.
Then a thousand memories flash before me,
I blink,
I have been here before,
And I know of this melody,
It belongs to who I love.
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We Are The Chosen
PoetryA selection of poems that define a magic, dark fate. Inspired or extracted from an upcoming book of mine ... The second book of the Ynladn series. @Olivia Anne 2018 - 2022 Please note: none of my books are published yet but are in the works. Plea...
