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Our love
Aged with time
Aged by miles
Aged by oceans
Aged by milestones
Still we are here
But the spark is not.
YOU ARE READING
Silence and Bass
Poésie[COMPLETED] The silence was too deafening so I wrote them in tattered torn pages with jagged lines. Poems I wrote even in my sleep. The ink in my pen profusely bleeding out words and stories from my past that shaped my present and makes me anticipa...
