Times of perfection β¨
Wishing my words may reach to you, Oh beautiful soul! blessings to you. * Words can't preach the bond we had, Similarities were just as same as we add. * Words you said touched the heart of mine, Numbs the eyes, yet addictive like wine, The more i read the wider it defines, Depth of your words, Pearce even my rhyme. * Last day i always recall with final hours, Just so the lavender could miss that sunflower. * Girl behind the books, flawless as i envision her, Beautiful like her words when she called me the "lavender".
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