Until when I hide?
Living in secret Until when I hide? Between the excuses Of having no time Or maybe was the dearest Blindside of mine Saving the merit…
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Living in secret Until when I hide? Between the excuses Of having no time Or maybe was the dearest Blindside of mine Saving the merit…
Tonight I checked your messages on my phone It feels I was like an eager moron That looks for older passion in the sorrow I…
Interviewer (Walks in): Hello, hope you’re having a graceful day. Patree is happy to welcome you to its glorious establishment. The boy (Shaking hands): Hello…
This poem is more of a lullabye from a scene within my Novel—Diaries of the Missing Children: Carsa Rosain Cecil ——————- Don’t fear the dark Don’t fear…
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