It hurt
The blades hurt
Dark places and i'm praying in the church
I beg him to take me
Away from my destiny
But the road is set
Full of misery
YOU ARE READING
| 女の子| the girl
PoesíaTHE GIRL who has many thoughts in her head THE GIRL whom doesn't want to speak THE GIRL who has a voice but a silent one THE GIRL wants to shout out the words but instead, writes them day and night
