"Darkness makes me tremble.
But when you wrap your arms around me,
My fears fade away; not a single stays."
YOU ARE READING
The Ink Spilling From My Pen ✔
Poetry* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * The ink that spilled out of my pen formed these poetry. * ** * * * * * * * * * * ** ** * * ** * * ** * ** ** *** ** * * ** * * ** A random poetry collection that spill...
Wraping Arms.
"Darkness makes me tremble.
But when you wrap your arms around me,
My fears fade away; not a single stays."
