She saw the fireand understood thatit wasn't meant to burn her but to dwell inside her likea raging beast hungry for justice.
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Forsaking My End
PoésieWords 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...
The Fire
She saw the fireand understood thatit wasn't meant to burn her but to dwell inside her likea raging beast hungry for justice.
