The worst thing in the world
Is having your best friend
Speak aloud
The very words you run from at night
The words that demons whisper
When the lights go out
How sad
It was
To see you look me
In the eye
And speak aloud
The words I run from
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Whispers Of Our Soul
PoetryWords are the lifeline that connect my heart to the world. This is a collection of my 2am confessions and my 12pm ideas. Told from the viewpoint of my struggling mind, my broken heart, my wild soul, and my screaming mouth. "Distruggi quello che ti d...
