P o e t r y # 3.
You're becoming the dream i don't want to see;
You're being the goal I never want to achieve;
You're becoming the melody of music that I've never heard;
You're being the beat of my heart that never wants to beat.
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Love Blown With The Wind |✔
Poetry*[Hightest Rank #49]* ~~~•(Completed)•~~~~ He saw her, She saw him, She felt love, He felt for the first time, He bought a bunch of flowers for her, She bought the most alluring watch, He placed a card in the bunch, She placed her feelings in the bo...
