Poems by Higgins

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  • Maybe (1)

    All the butterflies now, are dead
    i could see my face's fading glow...

  • Continuously thinking
    of you, my love...

  • What do you call it, when you continuously think...
    what do you call it, when feelings grow and your...

  • Everything might come back to where it was
    As whatever goes up must come down...