Although it's come to my senses
That folklore cannot be trusted.
The truth still speaks for itself.
I said what I said and do not regret it.
Your pair is a scoundrel and so it seams a you.
Excusez-moi
Id like to get through from this bullshit, you put me through.
Can I work without you striking up my anxiety?
Nevertheless sit down quietly.
I had the honour to be your obedient servant
J. D
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Blank spaces.
PoetryA blank canvas is all you need. My name is Jessica and this is my book blank spaces. Filled with things that are currently happening right now. Some may be translated, into a language you don't understand. That's the beauty behind it. Let the poems...
