memories
a ghost I see, just thoughts in the air, words become fire, burns my heart heart is cold, eyes were dried.. the chase is gone, what have I done? to love me, I forbid,
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a ghost I see, just thoughts in the air, words become fire, burns my heart heart is cold, eyes were dried.. the chase is gone, what have I done? to love me, I forbid,
Poetry Books 50% Off
Bestselling collections from top poets