Honesty dropped between solid socialisms
when I saw that
I leanrned you were beautiful
I thought I would wait for you to be friends with me
I think I will cry
when your honesty touches my heart next time
in a conversation
Short but it not like a short feeling..it tells long nice feeling reading this, such a deep and beautiful poem..the lines made of pure promise and words by you...great work Sabee_Soul
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I agree with my bestest (Infinitive superlative degree) frnd. unwritten soul