Her voice

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Các Phần 1
Thời gian <5 mins

LẦN ĐỌC 2
Lượt bình chọn 1
Các Phần 1
Thời gian <5 mins

People living in this world have their own voices 
just like that dead have their voices too
a sound of pain, a taken soul not by gods but humans guilty lust 
Her voice still sounds me aroundBảo Lưu Mọi Quyền

hanuel-noona

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Her voice
Thứ 5, thg 1 3, 2019

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Her voice
Thứ 5, thg 1 3, 2019

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I never struck myself as the type of man to stare at a corpse, but there was something about this one that gave me a sense of compassion; a sense of... Lust. Maybe it was empathy. But I would not alter my view right now if I could. It was rare, and raw, this moment between myself and this stranger, deep scarlet, some sort of pull stronger than any I have ever experienced with anyone whose lips grazed mine.

yes She may think she doesn't deserve anything but she does yet she doesn't have a clue all she does is pick on her self because of her insecurities her beauty can even be described her voice her words her body FUCK it's just overall FUCKING PERFECT she is the only One I mostly write poetry about GOD even her lips feel like heaven but how can she just bully herself I just want her all to myself under my protection no one will ever hurt my Darling

can't even explain this without give in to much info, you have to read it for yourself

xvii, april. (iii). you have no voice if no one is listening. © playlist poetry h.r. : #3

When you move to a new city to start a new life, but someone still ruin it even tho you love him.

your lips taste like heaven, a sweet comfort to my inner hell

Words are stuck deep down in her throat. Heart. Soul. No one gives her attention because they all brush her off as the silent girl. The one too dumb to speak.

If you thought you were going to get a description, you were wrong. Don't read this shit, it's kinda trash. But if you want to, I won't stop you.

"There are two stupid way that people do to their loved ones, Lie, and let them go. And the reason is always the same. 'Its for the best'."

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I never struck myself as the type of man to stare at a corpse, but there was something about this one that gave me a sense of compassion; a sense of... Lust. Maybe it was empathy. But I would not alter my view right now if I could. It was rare, and raw, this moment between myself and this stranger, deep scarlet, some sort of pull stronger than any I have ever experienced with anyone whose lips grazed mine.

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