"It's not crumbled words on paper
It's my beating heart that tears itself apart"
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Candid Heartstrings
ПоэзияThe candid beats of a heart The unfiltered voice inside That finally sets it's free Let me present a mere display of words Behind which, hides memories, anguish, fears, dreams and tears Let's have a view of The poetries I wrote for myself The quot...
