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ππ₯ππ‘π¬π΄
Jul 12, 2025
Poetry
Drama
Hold me like porcelain,
To tight and I might break.
This soul do not shake,
And not let it wane.
Treasure me like a diamond,
To tight and you might bleed.
You head did finally heed,
Till the very last second.
β¦
I love you babyπ
Il fait toujours beau au-dessus des nuages Mais moi, si j'Γ©tais un oiseau, j'irais danser sous l'orage, thank you my moon and stars for supporting me in everything π€