He broke my heart in silence,
it was all so still and quiet.
As if the petal fell,
and there was no earth to catch it.
Sometimes it feels like I fight
Blood
Tears
No fright
And still stand alone at the break of dawn.
With the flowers for you, I wait,
drip, drip you are no gold.
And I deserve the world.
Kings would kill to have me,
yet here I am with you
and you don't suffice me.
Not the occasional spring
but the imposing Queen.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
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Short stories that live inside
قصص عامةThis is a collection of shorts stories I've written. I hope you enjoy. (There is no specific genre)
