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When I watched you walk away,
It was an overcast rainy day
Those footprints you left behind
Tread all over my heart, soul, and mind,
Leaving imprints nonesuch
Where I had let no one ever touch,
And I knew, from that day on,
That was the day my heart had gone
It was an overcast rainy day
Those footprints you left behind
Tread all over my heart, soul, and mind,
Leaving imprints nonesuch
Where I had let no one ever touch,
And I knew, from that day on,
That was the day my heart had gone
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He could've lived...
I didn't have the guts to say hello.
I can't help but feel if I had; everything would be different.
We would've gone out for coffee sometime. He'd ask for my number. We'd fall in love, and grow old together.
And he'd still be alive.
I walked down the crowded streets of Berlin. Everything finally arrived and I was able to get settled comfortably in my apartment.
I didn't really have any reason why I moved except that I needed a change of scene; a change from the non-stop action of the big apple. That city truly never slept and once you fell into a rut there, there was no escape from it.
Except to move.
So I sauntered down the old cobble
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England X Reader - Never Let You Go
England X Reader – Never Let You Go
Angered and upset at Arthur's choice of his ways, you couldn't help but think about him. You sat on your bed, restless. It was about 12:00 in the morning and all you could possibly think about at that moment was him. Tears fell from your eyes at this frustration, ''did he not love me the way that I loved him? Was I not good enough?'' you asked yourself. You sighed as you thought of the events that had happened that day before.
He took hold of your hands that night. The wind was blistering cold, but you could feel a sort of warmth in his hands. He looked at you gently; on his face was no smil
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England's Teacup song.
I'm a little Teacup short and stout.
Here is my handle, here is my spout.
When you bend me over, hear me shout.
FRANCIS FRANCIS GET THAT OUT!
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A short poem I just wrote. It's not very good at all, I've been having writer's block, and that really made me struggle with this one.
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awesome. 