There are words they haven’t made yet That explain the way I feel But since they haven’t made them They say the feeling isn’t real There are ways to find things you’ve lost And keep them safe and sound But people aren’t like things And can’t always be found There are cures for sickness and maladies One for a buck and a dozen a dime But not so cheap, a broken heart Which requires mostly time
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That was absolutely gorgeous, dear. <3
Wow... great job! That was
Wow... great job! That was very good!
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Aw
That is so sweet, even though it's short
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Beautiful
I really enjoyed it. The emotion was beautiful yet sad. And the last line was so true. Wonderful job you've done.