broken hearts and teardrops litter the floor
i dont know why i ever, came back for more
guess i still wanted something that i know now
does not exist
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Wild Child
Поэзияthis is a book of poetry just like any other. the big difference is ... its mine and no one else. thats why you should read it. not that I'm trying to be cocky, I'm trying to give you a good enough reason to read this collection poems instead of jus...
