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First time ever,

Things, they change,

Priorities change

When people change.

 

We make mistakes,

We learn and grow,

We ride the tides

Of astral flow.

 

We love for better,

Or for worse,

But all in all,

We escaped a great curse.

 

You filled your belly,

With things others only guessed,

And lost yourself,

In what you thought was best.

 

But time is molding you,

A brand new heart,

And my love, dear lover,

Has been true from the start.

 

♡♥♡♥

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last updated 9 February 2014 - 5:59pm
©9 February 2014 - 4:55pm — nightlight1220
10 February 2014 - 4:39am — bishu
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Me haz poked mah snout into all yaz posts for a day

Me haz poked mah snout into all yaz posts for a day so why not dis one.OMG ! A heart transplantation.Me is gettin da jitters.I wonder if snakes hab hearts

~Hab~a~harty~nite~tomorrow~anudder~fite~thingz~R`not~so~lite

Good night My Dear and most respected Nightlight1220 MBT 10:10 a.m.

©bishu 

 

9 February 2014 - 10:23pm — willow
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Gorgeous

I love the rhythm and all the expressions you use- particularly 'we make mistakes, but learn and grow, we ride the tides, of astral flow'- 

10 February 2014 - 3:39am — nightlight1220
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Thank you willow!! ♥

Thank you willow!! ♥

...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "