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alright. i usually only write about three things. my boyfriend, the rain, and the seasons. and if you dont like my poems, dont tell me. cause i dont care. |
Walking away was the last she saw,
the last she remembers of him...
My love, my everything
you are the world to me...
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Never take the one you love for granted, because you could lose them in the blink of an eye. |
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Love is beautiful, cherish it to the end. |