True friends are rare Gems
You hardly see them all the time.
Fake friends are like Sand grains
Dispersed every where.
YOU ARE READING
WORDS OF THE INNOCENT
PoetryHere are some collections of my inner voice, Bottled and buried deep down in the depth of my heart, Scribbled down on a piece of paper. . . . She sighs,and look through the window, Waiting for the sun to shine, So she could hide in the world of book...
𝖥𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌
True friends are rare Gems
You hardly see them all the time.
Fake friends are like Sand grains
Dispersed every where.
