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A collection of poetry by P.M.
My thoughts are over run by you.
My desires are inflamed by you.
My dreams make you real.
I'd wait an eternity for you,
But it may just be that you'll never come.
That you'll only ever really exist in my dreams.
Every passing moon is spent hoping,
That one day you'll show
And step out of my dreams and into this world.
This was our beginning...shall it be our end too?
I do not know,
But I do know that I wait...wait for you.
Dites à Breila Celosia ce que vous avez pensé de ce chapitre !
Hopefully you post more soon. I often know how this feels. Instead you only see them in the moon.
Lullo - Dégâts des Os 💀: Je l'avais commencé en anglais, et comme je l'ai dit : C'est poignant qu'à la fin, on se pose encore la question. Un beau texte qui invite à réfléchir !
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Exaucé: Je préfère tout mais proposé moi plus ce jarre d'histoire et même des histoires d'argent
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