How will I forget your face, tell me the simplest way?
YOU ARE READING
Shattered Dreams and Scarred Pages
PoesíaO my unknown friend, These pages hold my heart and soul, The emotions within, my story to unfold. My forgotten songs, once buried deep, Will resurface now, no longer asleep, In the season of pain, they were written, A poet's heart, young and smitten...
Your Face
How will I forget your face, tell me the simplest way?
