Jan 23
He grasped her face in his cool palms, and whispered in the softest voice;
"I can't love you like you want me to."
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Poetry For The Lost People
Poesía365 observations and comments about society, life and love throughout 2022. Come with me on my journey day by day, as I write what I've always wanted to say. There is no method or planning, just thoughts and perceptions about the way of the world. A...
