words of the heart
the language of the soul
a few broken pieces
nowhere to go
oh how my mind is spinning
what shall i do
there is no option left
for me and you
words of the heart
the language of the soul
a few broken pieces
nowhere to go
oh how my mind is spinning
what shall i do
there is no option left
for me and you
"I know I'm sunk deep to this point
To the point where I'm drowned
Into this bowl of honey I feel
I feel like there's no other way out"
A collection of poems about love, admiration and fondness.