We looked
To the light
Searching
For untainted pureness
Only to see
A shade
Of incomprehensible gray
YOU ARE READING
Naive
PoesíaWORDS WERE THE LIFEBLOOD OF POETRY, AND I REMAINED SILENT. A collection of poetry. For the people who don't feel at home in their own skin, for the poets, for the people who are depressed, for the people who aren't depressed, for the people with wo...
