❝It's just a cruel existence like there's no point hoping at all. The tales of bruised lips, honey sunkissed skin and cursed with wilting flowers invading the heart.The ache of a heart, heavy winds and the melting dreams shed its tear-stained skin and ask for a heart full of peony. A bittersweet sensation.❞ ➨Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ➨Original proses, however some inspired by others. ➨©「ʙʏ ᴊᴇᴀɴᴇ」2019. All rights reserved except the pictures. With exception to pictures, those I found it online.

A collection of poems.

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