Trough compassion and love, romance and roses
There was another life prepared to be chosen
In the most blessing of moments, there was a spark that gave breath to it's owner
Lightness that consumed the dark
And there it was, a small fraction of human
Evolving in the uttera
Of most marvelous Woman
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Author:
Banished (
Offline) - Published: May 27th, 2022 20:02
- Comment from author about the poem: I think we as children were the purest form of innocence and happiness.
- Category: Love
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