A soul of a writer, a poet, an artist never dies they are immortal cause they carry a magic of ink splattered on paper.
♡♡♡
Somewhere deep there lies the raging ocean of emotions beneath us,
So maybe tracing do...
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
If the eyes never betrays And heart never lies Why does mine feel shattered and bleak? Screaming echoes, fractured and empty, Promises once sealed with glances and smiles, Now the key appears to be unearthed, And I'm now left alone in rooms so Barren and lonely.
