♡07|09|2024♡
I saw you.
Your eyes were filled with resentments, worries that are too deep to reach. It was like a chamber
filled with secrets, unheard prayers and wishes.
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Spilled Sentiments (On-Going)
PoetryPoetry is a journey and the poet is its voyager.
I SAW YOU
♡07|09|2024♡
I saw you.
Your eyes were filled with resentments, worries that are too deep to reach. It was like a chamber
filled with secrets, unheard prayers and wishes.
