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Literature Text
Time heals all wounds,
Time kills the buffoons,
Slowly dripping into this night,
Fading away from everyone’s sight,
I see you standing by the door,
Now we are on the floor,
Sweet is your lips,
While pressing upon your hips,
My mistakes seem meaningless,
While you escort me out of my darkness,
As I drink from this delicate glass,
I feel love grow in mass,
I lay here holding you tight,
Smiling at the morning light.
Time kills the buffoons,
Slowly dripping into this night,
Fading away from everyone’s sight,
I see you standing by the door,
Now we are on the floor,
Sweet is your lips,
While pressing upon your hips,
My mistakes seem meaningless,
While you escort me out of my darkness,
As I drink from this delicate glass,
I feel love grow in mass,
I lay here holding you tight,
Smiling at the morning light.
I didn't know what to call this one. I almost put untitled because it is straight emotions in a single poem. It's really confusing to me... :thumb79251242:
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I think you picked a great title for such a sweet poem!