I write pages
Telling all the stories I've been through
Writing all the words that I've heard in
Visualising every little moment
I speak of sadness
Knowing what it feels like to be hurt
Forgetting all the times I ever blushed
Cause all left with me is just a pile of ashes
Still I'm making it
Trying to drag it up till the door I can stay
Working every moment trying to fix it
Everything that ruined my life
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Lost Lover
PoetryHighest rank #11 in poetry #11 in poetry on 27/01/2018 #14 in poetry on 26/01/2018 PS: If you get bored easily, then I recommend to read the collection from the newest posts... You just walk walk and walk sometimes to know what's your destiny. I kep...
