365 Poems in 365 Days: Melancholy Non-Communication
I write my words to you on the wind
I kiss like I mean it when you’re not there
I say what I mean only never
You see I am foolish or clever
You go I know not where
Your feelings cannot be pinned
Number 324. I don't quite know where this came from. On an unrealted note, why is my personal life always such a mess?
I kiss like I mean it when you’re not there
I say what I mean only never
You see I am foolish or clever
You go I know not where
Your feelings cannot be pinned
Number 324. I don't quite know where this came from. On an unrealted note, why is my personal life always such a mess?
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