And I thought it how sad
How terribly, awfully sad it is
When you cry
Because darling you are the prettiest
When you weep
Tell me something
How many times did you have to cry
To become that gorgeous
Whilst doing so?
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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...
