I am broken and ripped.
Rippled and stripped.
I was the alchemy and beauty.
I was the epitome of exuberancy.
I got no remedy for my disease.
You were the colours in my sea.
I am a shell lost in a trance.
I am a person lost in France.
A/N: I want to get lost in France... 😇🙌
Won't force to like, or share like other authors because you are reading my work, I am so grateful for that. 💞💞💞
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The Ink Of Hearts.
PoetryA book composed of poetry, emotions, broken hearts and hope. "My heart drips ink on my carving stones." •°•°•°•Highest ranking uptill now: #11 in poem•°•°•°• This book is copyrighted under wattpad and no copying is allowed without the consent of the...
