Generation
Love This is the only thing that change human points of view You get excited by small things Experience different types of hype Laugh without a reason Hang on to others even though they are bad Pray for them despite their ugly actions towards you Love Its makes you see ugly to be beautiful White to be black And maybe sometimes we are afraid to imagine being alone that why we hold so tight They say the time of my grandma's the word itself spoke for itself It wasn't all about looks It wasn't about trends Neither was it about money and the things you could buy That why they are still together despite the long run So my generation see an old age couple together and they call it "goals" All they wish at a young age is aging together but they forget that their goals are different All they want is matching couples Public viewing Fancy name codes With different individuals in the race
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Valour And Faith
Beautifully penned 👏👏👏💞💞💞
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Valour And Faith
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