She was the prettiest picture
Hung among the walls
By a dangly piece of string
Ready to fall apart
ESTÁ A LER
sober thoughts
Poesiavolume i "she wrote it down, she kept record of them all. words expressing past emotions, details of what transpired with who, what and where. she might call it poetry or perhaps a diary but all I saw was a paper filled with words written in denial...
.nineteen
She was the prettiest picture
Hung among the walls
By a dangly piece of string
Ready to fall apart
