💖I felt happy in the street of my happiness
Every sorrow used to fall apart
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Loveya Poems
💖I felt happy in the street of my happiness
Every sorrow used to fall apart
as soon as he stepped into the street
There was a loaf of fearlessness
Humid winds were lukewarm
The beginning of my love was winter
Had to walk together, stay together,
Something had to be heard,
something had to be said,
Looting each other
She was going to cry
I was happy to see you again
All the problems were solved in his street
Troubles were over in the street
My weather is the cloud of spring
I'm mad for him i'm mad
Mischief used to be in the street
I used to be spot on in the street
Frankly i'm a failure
But I used to succeed in his street
Her street was very unique.💖