It's sad that
some people
aren't waiting
for their
happy ending
anymore.
They are
just waiting
for the
End.
~the wasted years,
the wasted youth
the pretty lies ..
the ugly truth ...
YOU ARE READING
Words Unspoken
PoetryThere is a community of the spirit. Join it, and feel the delight of walking in the noisy street, and being the noise. Drink all your passion, and be a disgrace. Close both eyes to see with the other eye. Open your hands, if you want to be...
