When you say my name, its like a natural high, an epidemic, love.
Like a whisper so soft as, your voice pronounces every vowel and constenant.
Sometimes I quietly say your name, etching it permantley in my mind, body, and soul.
Your name planted perfectly upon my lips, the only perfect thing in the universe.
I wonder, do you feel this way? Like when you hear my name anywhere, does your thoughtsss suddenly attract to me?
Or do you feel like my name should have been your first baby word, as I do?
I giggle, thinking about your name, which seems to be repeating itself in my head.
I never knew that one name, four little tiny letters, could mean so much.














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I Love your poemssss soo muuuuchhh
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Practice doesn't make perfect...Practice makes more better~! c8
I luv your drawings!AND your singing!
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If you love something, let it go....If it was mean't to be, it'll come back to you~<3
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Practice doesn't make perfect...Practice makes more better~! c8
works perfectly
i read it silently
and i read it loud second time
and i can hear your voice
thats really cool : - ]
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Its interesting how one stroke can make or break art
Thank you! Thats soo kind! I love your drawings cuz of the cool way you draw and the colors. I know thats not specific, but I really do like them!
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If you love something, let it go....If it was mean't to be, it'll come back to you~<3
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Its interesting how one stroke can make or break art
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If you love something, let it go....If it was mean't to be, it'll come back to you~<3
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