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A poem I thought up:
Twist and turn, emotions run wild.
These eyes are more than just for looking.
Dance through my heart and into my head.
Sing into my ears with out missing a beat.
Swing your body as we make music with our souls.
Pouring out tears that make pools of nothing to something beautiful.
Twist and turn, emotions run wild.
These eyes are more than just for looking.
Dance through my heart and into my head.
Sing into my ears with out missing a beat.
Swing your body as we make music with our souls.
Pouring out tears that make pools of nothing to something beautiful.
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Pouring out tears that make pools of nothing to something beautiful.
favorite line, it's perfect.
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