He
He who walks under the moon
He who makes the stars envy love and want it all for themselves
He who holds every sunrise and sunset in his eyes
He who taste like a leaf freshly taken from a branch
He who walks through puddles off into the night in mid spring
He who makes me feel like I am a part of something bigger
He whom makes me feel special, for I am your dealer and you are my drug
He who holds me in his arms even when stroms have arriven
He whom I call my lover, who is also a she
and no, I am not ashamed.
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If you live in the darkness you are dark...thrive in the light...and all your seeds of dreams will come true. Hello Everybody, um im bliss 17 yr old im wacky, creative, innovative: welp those too are basically the same words! lol im caring....ok know what straight to the point im a writer... I write a lot from poetry, songs, to books...
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