Another morning.
Another day of beatings.
Another day of pleadings.
Another day of bruises.
Another day of sadness.
Another day of hopelessness.
Another day of crying.
Another day of faking.
Another day I hate.
YOU ARE READING
We were too close to the stars~
PoezjaMy collection of poems and one-shots~ They're my work and, please, don't plagiarize because I will not hesitate to report and block you~ Note: the poems improve, slowly ;]
