By: p.a. LEX
Thought you were another face
A forgettable one and easy to hate
My heart already knew it was not the case
And it voiced maybe it was fate
YOU ARE READING
Pages of Despondence
ŞiirA batch of poetries and short stories for the broken. You may portray it in any way you want. Most of my works are for the abused, scorned and rejected.
