you left your forlorn hopes
for me to devour like scraps.
your yesterday's promise
was my today's anguish.
𑁍 raeminiscence ˚⁎⁺
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Seasons of Heartbreaks
PoesíaThe heartbreak tales of Summer, Fall, Winter, and Spring flowed through the words of every chapter along with the vicissitudes of seasons that unraveled the memoirs of their wretched cries and ephemeral enamorments. Like a speckle of dust, it ebbed...
