Beneath the blue,
Between blooms: a breath.
She begins to believe
Like before,
Every wish fell out of the sky,
Star hot
Like angels,
And left her
In a golden smile moment,
It is as if true love could follow.
(Fridge poems) 11.01.2019
When honest becomes your brand, you'd better shut up shop The truth of you for sale, the under hand slides up top, Your candour on dema...
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