Myself.

Myself.

A Poem by alltheloveabove
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I fall in love with people with something as fickle as a midnight dream.

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A miscreant, a mother's nightmare -
a child who falls in love with a stranger on a one-way bus.

A wishful child, a trudging soldier,
a purpose needing to erupt.

© 2014 alltheloveabove


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What a beautiful spirit :)

Posted 10 Years Ago
A wishful child, a trudging soldier,
a purpose needing to erupt.

Short and cute. I loved the darker theme behind the words too

Posted 10 Years Ago

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Added on January 26, 2014
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alltheloveabove
alltheloveabove

Geneva, Switzerland



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Hi everyone :) My name is Jina Kim and I am more of a spontaneous writer, scribbling, or rather typing away furiously until I click 'submit.' Thank you for the reads and the reviews, it's highly app.. more..

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