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For my love ❤️🔮 Category: Poems
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She was born a wild child Some would even compare her to the dancing flame of your favorite candle She was always off from one adventure to the next She was a drifter Slowly floating on the empty seas we call pain and heartache Her heart was cold for she had seen first hand just how much damage to ones soul heartache can do Little did she know That one day She would meet another Floating He was much like her His heart bruised and torn But piece by piece they picked each other up And they both learned how to love again And soon the lonely sea they drifted in turned from a sea of heartache into an ocean of unexplored opportunities New beginnings
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