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I once believed that if you exist, then grace itself exists, if you remain in my thoughts, what power has sorrow or poison over me? From your face, all the world’s springs and blossoms are born.. beyond your eyes, tell me what does my world even hold?...
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Dude...who r u talking abut? btw nice poem
I wouldn't want to ask are you schizophrenic but this is creative
this is good seeker
aww so cuteeee but yeah who are you talking about??
OH MY GOSHH WAIT...its that poem..its an extract of it
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@daze01 wrote:
Dude...who r u talking abut? btw nice poem
@seeker wrote:
@daze01 wrote:
Dude...who r u talking abut? btw nice poem
@nina001 wrote:
I wouldn't want to ask are you schizophrenic but this is creative
@unknownnnnnn wrote:
this is good seeker
@daze01 wrote:
@seeker wrote:
@daze01 wrote:
Dude...who r u talking abut? btw nice poem
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@seeker wrote:
@daze01 wrote:
@seeker wrote:
@daze01 wrote:
Dude...who r u talking abut? btw nice poem
oh this is good
@xxaikoxx wrote:
oh this is good
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@daze01 wrote:
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@seeker wrote:
@daze01 wrote:
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@daze01 wrote:
@seeker wrote:
@daze01 wrote:
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