i
fear
you heard me
tell you
i love you.
what i meant to say
was
sure
has rained
a lot
lately
let me
be
your
umbrella.
i
fear
you heard me
tell you
i love you.
what i meant to say
was
sure
has rained
a lot
lately
let me
be
your
umbrella.
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what kind of brolly will you be, just a bit curious? It is not a question, it is a sweet poem. It reminded me of sweet 16
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one with a raven and a carved wooden handle that fits her hand perfectly as if made for her alone
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Wow she must be the most secured gal in the rainy world. I have to admit i am a tinge jealous.
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*sigh* beautiful
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thank you. it makes me very melancholy. and proud. it conveys exactly what i felt.
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I’m sure. You write heart stuff so well.
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