An assorted collection of poems, photo essays and other rants.
Sunday, August 3, 2014
Fallen
What shall I do without you? They said that it wouldn't get easier, but never said how hard. I've fallen for you my Dear, by now that is clear. My eyes sees stars, and my heart is under attack.
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