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Roses may be red. Irises, somewhat blue. Her smile is my favorite; Quite a luminous view. A golden heart is rare, indeed! Where true beauty bare, without heed. Simply divine; to witness a miracle in how her eyes continue to shine, Despite life's painful past time. Plenty of Fish in this ravenous sea, Only few fathom the depths of Kismet's decree. Shall I accept my conflicted dare? To ignite a fire, of which, both we share. Oh, Earth Angel, how I wish it could be, Yet, Father Time is against me, three! I wish you well in all your endeavors; I have placed you in my heart, my darling, as a priceless piece of treasure. If someone should break your precious heart again, I will **** their *** up and still be here till time's end.
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Mar 29, 2018
Mar 29, 2018 at 2:05 AM UTC
Earth's Angel
Roses may be red. Irises, somewhat blue. Her smile is my favorite; Quite a luminous view. A golden heart is rare, indeed! Where true beauty bare, without heed. Simply divine; to witness a miracle in how her eyes continue to shine, Despite life's painful past time. Plenty of Fish in this ravenous sea, Only few fathom the depths of Kismet's decree. Shall I accept my conflicted dare? To ignite a fire, of which, both we share. Oh, Earth Angel, how I wish it could be, Yet, Father Time is against me, three! I wish you well in all your endeavors; I have placed you in my heart, my darling, as a priceless piece of treasure. If someone should break your precious heart again, I will **** their *** up and still be here till time's end.
Thank you for reading. My darling couldn't wait for me to wake up...but she knows I'll be waiting.
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Southern California
Mar 29, 2018
Mar 29, 2018 at 2:05 AM UTC
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