like the hums and whispers of the aching heart
she withdrew from the life she thought she lived
the deathless eyes once breathed to life
she escaped through poetries and stories
written by the graveyard of unripe thoughts
like her spoken melancholia.
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
BETWEEN THE STARS & YOU.
Thơ CaLove is love. "We accept the love we think we deserve" _perks of being a wall flower. p.s the life I regret from every nook and cranny.
