I look at my phone as it rings...A part of me wants to pick up and hear what you gonna say yet another part knows it's gonna be more lies so what's the use...I watch till you drop and a tear drop escapes my eye for the pain is just too much for the heart to bear
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Poetry Is Therapy
PoesíaI just recently started to share my work as a growing poetess and this will just have love poems ranging from heartbreak to happiness and a lot other poems about life. I'm not really a great writer and will purely appreciate your constructive critic...
