A poem lover and hopefully a writer tooππ
The first day of school was full of fright. The first day of school was full of fright.
My silence is not my weakness, My silence is not my weakness,
The dreams we built in a day The dreams we built in a day
Roses are not red. Violets are not blue Roses are not red. Violets are not blue
I am not going to confess my faults For every single was showing sighs of halt I am not going to confess my faults For every single was showing sighs of halt
To miniaturize my life. But I have to cover miles. Truly my efforts endeavoured, but no one favoure... To miniaturize my life. But I have to cover miles. Truly my efforts endeavoured...