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A pretty face,
He said,
Is easy to find,
There are a sea of pretty faces,
Waiting to be found,
But looks fade,
Wrinkles grow,
And time takes o..
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A Story by Dcael
You,
So I know I was awkward last night, just wasn’t expecting to see you. Finding it really hard at the moment because I never expected us to ..
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You. The day finally came where the word ‘you’ had a meaning. Where the word ‘you’ wasn’t just a word anymore. Where the..
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you can’t be mad that he left. you can be mad that he told you he never would. but you can’t be mad that he left. you have to remember eve..
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He set a fire inside me,
But did not stick around to tame the flames,
And smoke.
But that’s what you get,
When you mix kindling,
And heat.
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''You asked me what you mean to me, my darling you are my poetry''-Nikita Gill
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The strokes that shape her were not delicate.They were not fluid.They were not meant to be.The strokes that shape her were not beautiful.They were not..
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