Book of love


I was blond with this type of use
The friendship I shared made me lose
A powerful tool that kept us to hunt
A peaceful image that created a bond

The memory we shared in the font
Is nothing compared to the situation in pair
The ultimate love that brings peace in our hearts
A home of a good book lies within our minds

A beating of the Aorta to keep us warm in winter
A shrinking of a Can can be empty inside
The love I shared with you outside is what I prefer
I was told to be the best for the Gold

The treasure lives far away without our presence
A paper and pen made nothing seem reckless
Heartless as I could feel the bond between us
You made magic disappear believed in your ways of tales

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