And She Stopped Dreaming

And She Stopped Dreaming

If I were to tell you
How much io amor thee

That was the exact timing
for everything was around happening

Wind was blowing And birds were chirping
there was a reason for every slurping

My lilies wanted to grow
and roses wanted it sloes

There was a reason for every disdain
There was a reason for everything ascertain

Decayed querido were the reason
To let things go with the season

Her unborn Floyd was beaming
And finally she stopped dreaming

She reads her thoughts to thyself
And her eyes glow with a shiny silver smile on bookshelf. .


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