Fine ChinaA Poem by goldenscar__
I see you.
it is always -always- a pleasure to see you my heart aches, my flowers wither I still see you and like a fine china I am not allowed to touch you May or September It's time to surrender © 2019 goldenscar__Author's Note
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1 Review Added on May 3, 2019 Last Updated on May 3, 2019 Authorgoldenscar__AboutI write things I feel things I take long walks I drink a lot of water a lot of coffee a lot of tea more.. |

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