the world is y̶o̶u̶r̶s̶ oursA Poem by conversations with her pen..we roam on concrete streets love is free our hearts stained cities he's a bit witty humans constantly on the go doing it all for the dough converse and let the truth be told connecting souls lost track of time and place we must learn to love ourselves then embrace homemade CDs from the one you love symbolizing Younglove we only got one life to live so live it up young creatives bout to blow it up bunch of fashionistas too bold to get in their feelings can’t go on with life without any meaning sipping champagne out our golden cups authorities might look at us as a bunch of f**k ups little do they know we’ve already won our own battles ferris wheel rides give you a chance to take in life its similar to sounds of I now pronounce you husband and wife as life goes on we might lose sight our minds seem to do a lot of exploring at night life is really what you make it brainstorming ideas on a daily basis in the mix of it all try not to take life for granted just continue to climb the highest towers because this world is y̶o̶u̶r̶s̶ ours
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7 Reviews Added on January 26, 2018 Last Updated on February 26, 2022 Authorconversations with her pen..CanadaAbout"where the title meets the ending" i do not give consent for my work to be copied. thank you. more..Writing
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