The sound of soft cries,
the clatter of a blade fallen on the floor,
the bright red streams flowing from her arms,
"I'm sorry."
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Poems
ПоэзияI was bored one day and started to write a few poems, and this is where ill be posting them. This will not have a set update schedule as i will update only when i have written a new poem. Hope you enjoy!
