Ferris Wheel Romance:
Cotton candies
Adrenaline rides
Sugar rushes
Sweet surprise
Holding hands
Never apart
Blurry images
Of a broken heart
Fireworks
Borrowed hoodies
Are empty spaces
When you left
A stolen photograph
An impossible chance
To live another
Ferris wheel romance
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(1) Prologues of a Brokenheart (COMPLETED)
Poetry"because love requires guts, a soul, and a short term memory..." -some bookmark Random thoughts and lyrics about the heart and it's misadventures. [Copyright.styledinpink.sweetnovemberof.2013]
