Sadness turns into anger. Anger turns into lust. Lust turns into laughter.
A falling angel cries makes no sound, a fallen angel make them hear cries year round.
Sadness turns into anger. Anger turns into lust. Lust turns into laughter.
A falling angel cries makes no sound, a fallen angel make them hear cries year round.
Greetings dear readers! This is my first ever poems book. And um I wrote these all based on my personal experiences. As you may journey through chapters of this book based on my life and events throu...