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this is a poem. it is not about anyone in particular, i just wrote it. |
| I love the way the sky glows, just before it rains. I love how you can look at me, and take away the pain. I love the way the air smells, just after cutting grass. I love how you can hold me, and I forget the past. I love the whisper in the trees, on a windy day. I love the sound of your voice, hope you're here to stay. I love the echo in my pillow, it tells me I'm still alive. I love when you say you'll never leave me, cause' I know I won't survive. To make it short and sweet, I love you, because you make me complete. |