mr fresh Isabs Poems

I steer, what a beauty to behold
Shines so bright like a gold
Don't fall too deep I was told
But my attention was already sold
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Uzhe a name I whispered once
Whispering so faint, yet heard
Beauty like the opening of new petals
Face faint in memory, yet unforgotten
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Wishes now the rhythm of my songs
From first kiss to a broken hymen
Now am lost in void
As most cherished things misplaced
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