a poetry about life slipping slowing with time a poetry about life slipping slowing with time

"My love is like an ocean It goes down so deep My love is like rose Whose beauty you want to keep" "My love is like an ocean It goes down so deep My love is like rose Whose beauty...

"Wish could get those days back, Friendships never used to be so dull and black." "Wish could get those days back, Friendships never used to be so dull and black....

Her hair curled the way ripples form And her eyes were like million dewy hairnets Her hair curled the way ripples form And her eyes were like million dewy hair...

Happiness, I merrily predict. Happiness, I merrily predict.