Time has sketched scars
into my soul...
I use it as a roadmap
to steer away from my mistakes.
~L.Y
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Bleeding Poetry
PoetryOur hearts bleed poetry when we fail to speak. So we bleed our emotions on to paper, in the form of words. Our deepest emotions spilled out on a single page and for a moment all we do is feel.
Roadmap
Time has sketched scars
into my soul...
I use it as a roadmap
to steer away from my mistakes.
~L.Y
《~~~~▪︎¤▪︎~~~~》
