Exhaustion had dug their claws under eye socket as you left me within this house of memories.
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One Liners
PoetryPoetry is music, music in retrun saves my thought. ------------------ A collection of one sentence/one line poems that range from hope to death. And everything in between.
89. House of Memories
Exhaustion had dug their claws under eye socket as you left me within this house of memories.
