A soliloquy, mostly. May, be unplugged.
(*unplugged* When used in an email, letter or writing of sorts, it means that it has not been edited. Any grammatical or spelling errors or words or sentences that doesn't make sense should be deciphered or ignored, whichever is easier to do.)
Madame Blossom's Book of Poems
Thursday, April 23, 2015
Songs they sing.
Surely, real moments of love, passion and heartaches, are not as epic or dramatic as the songs they sing.
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