Poetry is the thoughts that breathe
And the words that burn
It is the wounds that heal
And the emotions that we learn.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Silently Screaming
PoesíaWe are the masters of the unsaid words, but the slaves of those we let slip.
Poetry
Poetry is the thoughts that breathe
And the words that burn
It is the wounds that heal
And the emotions that we learn.
