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๐ก๐๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐จ๐๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ โ a few excerpts, poems, and of course, harry edward styles.
๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐ค๐ค๐ ๐ข๐ค๐ง๐ง๐ค๐ฌ ๐๐ฎ ๐๐ค๐๐ฃ ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ (1633)โ whatever dies, was not mized equally;
if our two loves be one, or, thou and I,
love so alike, that none do slacken, no can die.
an excerpt.
๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐ง๐๐ญ๐ฌ: ๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข๐ข ๐๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฅ๐จ ๐ง๐๐ซ๐ฎ๐๐ (๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐ค ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ง๐๐ซ)โ i love you as the planet that never blooms, but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐๐จ ๐ข ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐? (๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐ง๐๐ญ ๐๐) ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐๐๐๐ญ๐ก ๐๐๐ซ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ญ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ โ I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
my soul can reach, when feeling out of sight...
๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐ง๐๐ญ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ค๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐๐ซ๐โ let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments...
๐ก๐๐ฆ๐ฅ๐๐ญ: ๐๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ, ๐ฌ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐ ๐๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ค๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐๐ซ๐โ but never doubt that I love.
๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐ง๐๐ญ ๐๐ ๐๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ค๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐๐ซ๐โ sometime too hot the eye of heaven shunes,
and often is his gold complexion dimmโd;
๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐ง๐๐ญ๐ฌ: ๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข ๐๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฅ๐จ ๐ง๐๐ซ๐ฎ๐๐ (๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐๐ ๐๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐ค ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ง๐๐ซ)โ youโre wide eyes are the light i have
of the vanquished constellations,
your skin pulses like roads
the meteor follows in the rain.
๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ง ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฌ๐๐๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ (an excerpt)โ the artist is the creator of beautiful things.
(a little y&b for everyone)
๐๐ง๐.
