The Poets
Originally posted on The Words of Dahlia:
Poets are the unrequited lovers Professing their Love, one of a kind For their unknown muses Sailing freely through their mind; Muses, they never know How…
Originally posted on The Words of Dahlia:
Poets are the unrequited lovers Professing their Love, one of a kind For their unknown muses Sailing freely through their mind; Muses, they never know How…
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