"Little did I know,
that you loved to see him smile,
more than you loved to kiss my lips."
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Forsaking My End
PoetryWords that are splashed with colors, sadness, tranquility, unreality, and expectations. Don't you sometimes feel lonely? As if no one understands you. As if you're drowning but there's no one to save you? If yes, then grab this collection of poems...
Ignored
"Little did I know,
that you loved to see him smile,
more than you loved to kiss my lips."
