On all my birthdays, for me, save the last;
Go into the garden,
Go right to the White Rose,
In aromatic pain,
Queen rose, so fair and sweet,
And one as white as snow.
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Poetry Collection
PoetryThe 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...
