When you left, a piece of myself found it's way to your pocket with every step you took.
~A. E
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Midnight Thoughts
Poesía"What will you say when I show you my locked up secrets, burried in the center of my heart? Will you still love me then, or will you just run like them?" ▪ ▪ ▪ A series of poems.
Pieces
When you left, a piece of myself found it's way to your pocket with every step you took.
~A. E
