You swore,
I swore too,
But deeply inside,
I did not believe you,
And I was right not to.
YOU ARE READING
The lost art of Words.
Poetry"But none of these options were in my story, A story which dried up my heart from hope" What does it take to live with a vision full of words. what is it like to be knotted up in your own dreams? POETRY ALERT!!
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You swore,
I swore too,
But deeply inside,
I did not believe you,
And I was right not to.
