Poetry
By: Brittaney Peacock-Hill
Tuesday, June 23, 2015
Amare in Italia
Juliet, oh Juliet how art thou so beautiful, you're smile is as bright as the sun, you're eyes shine like a star at night, have I ever told you how much I amare thee, I'm asking you to be my, Juliet. Amare amare thee, you're my dream in Italia.
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