Trees have heard the echoes mountains have cried in despair all alone.
LEON MARSHHappiness is to just read some good books and someone to share them with.
More Leon Marsh Quotes
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A river that flows holds no grudges so you don’t either.
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Home is you, me and, the road with books for life.
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It is insane what one heart can do to another like you have no say at all.
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You remind me of a poem I always wanted to write but never had the words to do so.
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Most of the things he did were naive but he read books and he sure loved her right.
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Your smile is an art no one should ever get hold of.
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Art is mostly a long stroll in the wilderness of one’s own heart.
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We can always walk with them in the rain instead of just lending an umbrella.
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Her smile is sunshine on a loud winter afternoon.
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Your arms are my safe place like a tree for a bird in the rain.
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I don’t have much but sunsets and poems to remember you with.
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Happiness is to just read some good books and someone to share them with.
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Speak of happiness as flowers do even when it rains.
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Just look at the sun who leaves with a smile so his love could shine.
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It is a lonely thing to do to stare at the stars and see poetry.
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If I were to die and become the star I would just twinkle to see you all the time.
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I strongly feel cure of any heartbreak is good coffee and bookstore reading.
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You have always been this beautiful long before they came and noticed.
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She belongs to the sky for how her eyes sparkle like the stars reside in them.
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She looks like a summer people spend lives dreaming about.
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Love them while you can with a smile and slurping wine.
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To see her smile is to look at all the flowers of the world blossoming at once.
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Your eyes are my favorite book where all of my comforts lie.
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She is the sound of the rain kissing a river with all the colors of the spring.
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She smells of thousands of sunsets and wines with a foreseeable goodbye.
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You are wine I could do without but don’t know how to.
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