December 29, 2019 I know of nothingbut the whispering in my headyou speak to me in riddleswhile I try to unravel your thoughtsbut come up shortyou are a dreameran artist's perfectionI find my brushes and start to paintbut you just won't be caught Share Get link Facebook X Pinterest Email Other Apps Labels micropoetry π¬π§ Share Get link Facebook X Pinterest Email Other Apps Comments
December 01, 2021 whispered to the stars ✨ countless names, -yet all the same the ones we loved the ones we lost once upon a time remembered, but forgotten they'll remain always always the same Read more
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