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She sits and she dreams of the day he’ll return
the man who ran off with her heart.
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If music is the food of love the beat must be it’s life,
Shakespeare though a poet knew it’s worth.
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by ShelleyA
25 lines, 7 comments,
on Jun 22 9:26 AM. In Contest, Creative, Form, Life, Love, Personal, Picture Inspired, Spiritual, Thoughts
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Nature's Frenzy
in Thunderstorm's g
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Within the mist of summer’s rain, inhale,
never overlook the promise of sweet love.
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amber eyes of love
delicate sighs of lost dreams
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This garden once a meeting place
Where lovers touched and left thei
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My name is Amber I’m a dog
And not the silly bitch you think
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Bomph! Zwiiiit! Bop!
sounds of a duel
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The endless sound, tick tock, tick tock
persistently filling the mind,
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