The sun and the stars make for very corny love rhymes.
The heart does very bad things to the grammar that I have learnt.
Mystery throbs and I go mad.
Sad, and there comes your smile.
The lovesongs play on loop and make sense.
the child dances inside the caged cell and I jump too.
the ripples and the pebbles stream along with unbroken rhyme.
when you are ugly, you are not overrated anymore.
3 comments:
i love this. i just do..<3<3....bigg hugg...
:D
*hug*
There's something about this. Something I like very much without being able to define exactly.
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