When the sun makes friends with the stars it shall be the brightest of all days. Them shinning together for only us to see. Ill hold your hand just like it were the end of days, for we are the last two people in this lost world of love. For now I’m stuck in an revolving hour glass talking to grains of rock and hearing where they have been over
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k thanks.
now you feel better i hope.
:D
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now did u like the poem or what??
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