The world I know
And the one you know
Are so drastically divergent
That even my name on your lips
Sounds like a broken melody;
tarnished in purple smoke.
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Sanem
YOU ARE READING
TEAR DROPS
PoetryBook 2 in Wings of Time //rhyme your heartbeat with mine to the silence of tear drops// Copyright©2020 by Mehreen Taqi ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
