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In shadows where your laughter fades, I stand alone in quiet glades. Your heart a door I cannot find, A memory left, a gaze unkind. I reach for you, but fingers slip, Like sand through time, I lose my grip. A whisper lost in the breeze so light, I search for you, but youβre out of sight. Love once bright, now feels so thin, A distant echo where we begin. I long to be the sun you need, Yet here I am, a buried seed.
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Jeez, pretty good π
@sophisticatedviper wrote:
Jeez, pretty good π
@jinxthelovely wrote:
@sophisticatedviper wrote:
Jeez, pretty good π
@sophisticatedviper wrote:
@jinxthelovely wrote:
@sophisticatedviper wrote:
Jeez, pretty good π
@jinxthelovely wrote:
@sophisticatedviper wrote:
All good
sigh its abt my mom
Sorry to hear that, still, respect the writing
@jinxthelovely wrote:
@sophisticatedviper wrote:
Jeez, pretty good π
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I heard something similar to this, but its good still
Good Job
nice jobb
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nice jobb
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@nina001 wrote:
nice jobb
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