She can't blame it,
her stupid foolish wild heart,
settling in someone else's arms.
still learning to fight ,
tripping, stumbling and falling apart,
stuck between her brain and them stars.
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" Our hearts are wild creatures,
that's why our ribs are cages! "
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Silence and Sins
PoésieNone of us are the same. Every mind different, Every body different, Every soul different. but funny isn't it, that yet here we are, Agreeing. Feeling. Knowing. Understanding. Just what those lines mean, written by a single person. because we've...
