IMWAA Poem by Anonymous Jones
He complained about green love hearts
Saying they where dove hearts for friends I told him greens my favourite colour And send, send, send. Short-lived, half- spun and over now, I send green hearts so often. In hope that i wont remember him Or our end. End. End © 2013 Anonymous Jones |
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Added on May 31, 2013 Last Updated on May 31, 2013 Tags: Modern, love, relationships, end, texts, technology, green |