Feel the wind on your face as it ruffles the leaves on the trees. Feel a child's cold fingers curling around your wrist. Feel the water as it slides past your bleeding lips. Feel the hard earth as your face hits the dirt. But no matter you do, you still can't FEEL a thing. [With thanks to Matida Vistbacka on Unslpah for Cover Photography]
69 Kapitel Abgeschlossene Geschichte Erwachseneninhalt
69 Kapitel
Abgeschlossene Geschichte
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My mind is the only place where I cannot be hurt but before you read my poetry you are stepping into my mind you can judge me all you want at this point of life I do not care anymore!!
-T.P.📖🖋