onuvoti

in #poem6 years ago

In the poem of falling from the book,
I saw you in Shaun night.
Poetry is not a poet;
I say that you are beautiful, very beautiful.

At the time of diamond, how much flower blooms;
In his heart you will die, only you, you will be saved.
I do not know why,
I can not go near you.
From a distance I see that I get tired.

Poets say you are afraid, go fear to go near;
I say that there is no love, this love, love is the same.

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