At far,
Save the last,
Gathered with her hand,
This little girl ,
Will rain roses,
Sings her sad song,
Tell her of spring,
For you it is a rose,
For me it is my heart,
Shines so fair,
With her sighs,
And fell at even-song.
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Poetry Collection
PoésieThe collection of poems is a compilation book of all my poems that are usually linked to topics such as pain, anxiety, love, loneliness, melancholy, despair and many more that you will discover by reading. Besides it contains my most tormented adole...
