Listen to my words.... let it not fall dry and disfigured, lest you'd be at the verge.... begging and crumpling.... then it has been taken up by the wind, my words fast and gone.
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-Herladyship-
May 18, 2018 12:51PM
What does peoms do to you? As for me i do not know what i feel, but i just cannot think of any other thingView all Conversations
Story by Doris Mawusi
Loneliness, I Call
It is one of the lonely peoms, but in this case I loneliness stretch out to comfort my little friend, no it i...
