boy your hand softer than i thought brushes the sorrow right off my skin. our laughter collides we both end up crying and we realize we might have something here.
For so few words, this hits really hard. If it wasn't supposed to be poem, it sounded like a good one. If it was, it's good. No suggestions at all, don't change a comma.
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If it wasn't supposed to be poem, it sounded like a good one.
If it was, it's good.
No suggestions at all, don't change a comma.
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