She waited,
Waited
And never hated.
Patience and hope
Then felt so dope
But now
How?
How when the world seems to have turnt
The edges all frayed and
Burnt
Like her heart;
Once white and full of love
Now was black and closed like a glove.
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Every souls the same...careless in every way.
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PoésieCopyright © All rights reserved. By Kingsley Summer. ~ Don't you just wish our world was filled with more honest beings? Honesty is something more or less of us lack. We freely speak the words in our minds, but aloud we are silent. There seems to be...
