A ditty I Scrape to deny all beliefs
Song I sung screaming at howling wind
A place I call heart is where culprit lives
You call it love and I name it us
Twilight so meek falls to dark
Sun so mean steals from the stars
Rainbow the prism of life where it starts
You call it us and I call it my beating heart.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you call it love and I name it, thoughtful.
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