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Is not those whispered sweet nothings— Fleeting, And gone with the wind, But the beautiful shape Your soft lips curve into When you whisper “I love you”. -Bella R.

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For You?

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Nov 14, 2018

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Notes: One of my only short poems...I'm trying to write shorter poems for a change!

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