Tag: poem
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I Used To Hate Thunderstorms
You came into my life like a thunder storm. Perfectly disastrous and ironically calming. You entrapped me in your winds of sweet words and rained passion down onto my soul The fierceness of your thunder knocked against my hurting heart and your lightning ignited a spark of love that was waiting to be set free.…
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EYES
Her faith is broken her heart withered but she looks into his eyes and everything’s better. 1. xoxo Cielo.
ELEMENTS OF A HIPPIE 