My room October 03, 2019 drawn in purple blue linesmy dark thoughts on white wallsI write without hesitationthey let mehere you come to playwe build our sandcastles with wet clay and drown the painI stab the beast under the bedwhile you silently lie beside me Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Labels micropoetry π¬π§ Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Comments
December 09, 2019 reading his mind she discovered her library of words were not enough to understand him Read more
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