Instead of trying to change your past, why don't you try changing your future?
Hopeless dreamer. Crazy about Art. Not a very good writer. Freaky book-colector. Anarchist. Revolutionary. Running with the wolves. The Dollars member. Potterhead. I cry over fictional boys. Wiccan witch. K-pop fan. Totally pesimistic. Farewell.
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You Were

16. října 2016 v 21:30 | Vivianne Nessa Ettelea Telemnar |  →"Poetry"←
The first time we met
You were like the autumn wind
Flowing around me wildly
seeping into my bones
buried under my skin

The second time was slower,
Calmer, but more definite
You were like the summer rain
Powerful and strong
Yet so inviting

Third time was so lovely
Rolling around me all smiles
Rolling on the floor
You were like the morning kiss
In the spring's warm sun

Fourth time was so terrifying
You took my hand, whispering
Words I might never remember
and never forget
And you froze my heart
So when the winter's gone
So were you.



 

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