Withered hours
Time once felt tender, now it’s rough, Endless waiting was love enough. But patience cracks, and silence stings — I’m done with hopes that break like wings.
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Time once felt tender, now it’s rough, Endless waiting was love enough. But patience cracks, and silence stings — I’m done with hopes that break like wings.
Poetry Books 50% Off
Bestselling collections from top poets