Like MagicA Poem by IndaLike Magic
Eyes that see you often blink. Emptiness rules and boats sink.
Singer of songs works all night long. Guitar strums; steady lamb on the run.
Legends of purity bathe in fallacy. Broken lips are tragic and hearts mends like magic? © 2013 Inda |
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Added on January 25, 2013 Last Updated on January 25, 2013 |

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