"We made love through pen and paper.
I was his lyricist and he was my melody
and together it just made sense."
His heart sang songs that the radio, would never dear had touched.
Author notes
Yada Yada Yada. Yeah it's about love (sorry if you are not impressed). As of the moment I am writing about the ideals of what I think is love. Don't worry it will only last a minute...because now I feel a sarcastic swing coming on.
Enjoy.
Any advice would be lovely?
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Maybe love is when two people share the same perception.


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hmmm maybe?
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its pretty damn good i think keep up the work. sorry i havent commented you in a while just havent had the time how are you
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its pretty damn good i think keep up the work. sorry i havent commented you in a while just havent had the time how are you


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Thank you so much, and it's ok

I'm good, trying to get by in life. How have you've been?
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