whilst the city receded and reposed in solace
we became artists and drew with colorful colors
you fell in love with scarlet and i fell in love with burgundy,
but we had one in thing in common we adored blood so much that we drew with it.
PS : If you are struggling with mental battles talk to someone(even me:)]or seek help❤️.
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He Is Not Like Others
PoetryYou're both that star you are sending your wishes to and the miracle you are waiting for. A collection of free verse poems and proses under the name of Wish (@WishWrites). S T A T U S {COMPLETED} # 1st in analogies [070620] # 2nd in proses [070720...
