every time I see your smile
I wish
it was on my lips
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What I've Never Told You ✔
Poezja❝why is it that when the story ends we begin to feel all of it?❞ ➢ a collection of poetry ∙ ∙ ∙ I stopped writing. There was no real reason for it, but for some reason, I just did. No words on paper anymore, no way to let my thoughts out. I kept eve...
Smile
every time I see your smile
I wish
it was on my lips
