To my Loved.
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Última publicación sáb, dic 10, 2022
"And someone has stabbed me many times, but my soul only bled when I realized that someone was you."
It is a collection of words aimed at the memories of heartbreak, grief, and sorrow. It is about indescribable feelings, the melancholy truth dangling, and the time when lies fall, shattering you. Make sure to read it, because sometimes you don't only read poetry; poetry reads you.
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