Sea Breeze:
it feels so wrong
to feel so right
from where we stood
under the moonlight
with the sea breeze
trading away our scent
of the rushing miss
we never meant
so stand we shall
and just forever stare
at each other's eyes
though we could no longer bare
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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]
