I was,
Lectured by my regrets
Abused by my obssessions
Ordered by my sorrows
Trapped in a cage made up of my emotions.
So i became a poet.
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Chara-Kharis
Feb 25, 2024 04:20PM
A new book of poetry is in production !Don't hesitate to read or comment it !I genuially hope you'll like itView all Conversations
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