January

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My love , do you remember the joys of January ? When you gave me the elixir of truth to your heart , i was happy. That day my ears bled at the sound of those words as my eyes seep imaginary waterfalls at your words that penetrate through my ribcage to my fragile. You bandaged my gun shot wound and healed as if it was never there.

My love , do you remember? - (a short poem) Tempat cerita menjadi hidup. Temukan sekarang