Sipping my tea in a quiet white room
My mind wandering to places in my head making me forget my steps and as you approach closer i know that it's over when they tell me you're dead.
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Don't forget to water the roses
PoesíaPoetry for The weary, for the undecided and "can't hide it" for the somedays and will be's for the love struck and the newbies. These words will flood your mind with inspiration, how to learn to forgive, and love. Not just someone else but yourself.
Lov"ed" ones
Sipping my tea in a quiet white room
My mind wandering to places in my head making me forget my steps and as you approach closer i know that it's over when they tell me you're dead.
