Nobody knew
And nobody wondered.
Therein her diary lay, in her bed
As it had always been.
Unseen,
Just like her.
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Prophecy [poetry]
Thơ Ca❝ I'm a sinner whose only sin was to have loved too hard ❞ A prophecy of every soul that'd ever been caught in the whims of love and lust. One-liners and poetry.