I am just a girl.
A girl who loves to write,
Who is a little shy,
Who mask on to hide her emotions,
Never lets a man tell her what to do,
I am just a girl with many things to say,
But very little time to say them,
For the world is cruel and unforgiving,
I will see all of you again,
If not in this life,
Then the next.
- Under a Willow Tree
- Дата регистрацииMay 7, 2019
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