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I wonder how the stars discern us way down here, like how beautiful we see them up there I wonder how pink blue skies seem so ravishingly beautiful, like how every mornings of my every day with you by my side I wonder how the combined colors of orange and yellow and red sum up a magnificent art of sunset, like how a combined you and me could be a masterpiece in an art gallery I wonder how every seas and oceans send a genuine feeling of serenity, like how surreal the feeling is whenever we listen to the scream of every waves as your hands interlace in me I wonder how amazingly clouds turn into cotton candies and popping bubbles, like how it remind us of our childhood during a hazy sunrise I wonder how every drop of rain could equate to a fascinating emotion of gloominess yet contentment, like how you satisfy me with the simplest way possible for you are so naive and spotless I wonder how it was possible to fall in love with you in a span of weeks and hours and genuinely say on a morning Sunday, **** it was insanely and undeniably beautiful dancing with you under the rain."
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Nov 30, 2016
Nov 30, 2016 at 1:32 AM UTC
I wonder
I wonder how the stars discern us way down here, like how beautiful we see them up there I wonder how pink blue skies seem so ravishingly beautiful, like how every mornings of my every day with you by my side I wonder how the combined colors of orange and yellow and red sum up a magnificent art of sunset, like how a combined you and me could be a masterpiece in an art gallery I wonder how every seas and oceans send a genuine feeling of serenity, like how surreal the feeling is whenever we listen to the scream of every waves as your hands interlace in me I wonder how amazingly clouds turn into cotton candies and popping bubbles, like how it remind us of our childhood during a hazy sunrise I wonder how every drop of rain could equate to a fascinating emotion of gloominess yet contentment, like how you satisfy me with the simplest way possible for you are so naive and spotless I wonder how it was possible to fall in love with you in a span of weeks and hours and genuinely say on a morning Sunday, **** it was insanely and undeniably beautiful dancing with you under the rain."
#love#pain#lost#hurt#wrecked
bitanig
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bitanig
Nov 30, 2016
Nov 30, 2016 at 1:32 AM UTC
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