When there are no more tears left,
no corners to hide.
When crying and sobs,
are your only songs of the night.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Aléatoire
PoesíaHello beautiful people. This is my compilation of small, deep, poems I developed through time. More books as such will definitely be coming out soon! If you do enjoy, please write a comment :). Enjoy!
Music to my ears
When there are no more tears left,
no corners to hide.
When crying and sobs,
are your only songs of the night.