I hurt everywhere.
Ive taken all the pain,
All the pain i can bear,
You're like an old wine stain,
On my mind-there all the time,
Now i take the photos alone,
I'll sit and write a rhyme,
Where my loving pain is shown.
~ imissyou
- 28.11.18
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Letters I'll never Send
Poesiahere are the poems of the things i could never say. the majority of these are indirect conversations of mine, based on true events. and yes, I've written all these independently :) enjoy
