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You're such a vibe that's why they're riding your wave Just like the Ocean Flows, Now you got em feelin Carl Thomas They're so emotional, you can be my Summer Rain And I can be your umbrella you are the real MVP
Does it not hurt to think about the digressions this world goes through? To know that people descend and ascend everyday, and how it could've been you?
My Sweetness, Freedom of reproach and firmness against difficulty Have been found in our love, Tried and tested, it is true. I hear the grit of the others, Trash talking our silver-ringed way
In a modern world, consumed by sex, one does not think of Love. It is only the minority that still practice love, real Love. Love is cute dates, Courtship, Kindness, kissing.
How could skin so white— Become so red with irritability— How could a face so flush— Be filled again with sensibility? With adoration prescribed you— And a melted chocolate heart—
She’s special, unlike anything else in the world, not something but someone, a personality, one so interesting it goes beyond stars. It may be incidental, but she simply made my head swirl,