Writing

Sometimes I walk the streets at night and hope to see you clear as light You walk down one end and i'll walk the other there our hearts wo..

Something light and corny sounding.

An unconventional sonnet.

some inspirational lyrics

"A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness." - Robert Frost

And he was the only one who looked at her, past her silk-like skin, into the rough patches of her soul.

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