Light as a whisper,
Brave as an arrow,
She tries to jump the fence,
But her chances of escape are very narrow,
With his love running through her veins,
Filling her heart with bliss,
She awaits the tides to change,
Coz who does not shoot will always miss….
Coz she is a badass with a tinder heart ❤️
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Correct.😊
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🌼
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love is a lie
and here is why
hate to love
love to hate
her
now
old short hair
and the sons
of bitches
well attest ta such!
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Why the bitterness?
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life experiences. not a smilin fool.
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Your poem is filled with the ebb and tide of a love that waits for more. Hopefully, a love not to be missed.
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Love really should never be missed but nowadays people get over so soon and it’s the lover that’s never missed 😀
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❤️
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