For once when we met
Then life was an absolute bet.
We started meeting
And the world went Quilling.
The words were less
So we could hardly mess.
The colour of your face
Resembles the eden fates.
When we holded the hand
All of it went terribly fand.
But we wished to be togther
As much as rather.
Wednesday, 25 January 2017
Poem 5 Infatuated affection
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