PrideA Poem by Virtual Phun
There's nothing to say,
I got ghosts of words, I have loads of those, There's nothing to bleed, Another way to say what I have already preached, I'm making mistakes, afraid of what I make, The pain I make and the hurting I don't feel, There's a need to bleed, On pages For you to see, 'cause that's when I truly feel real. © 2016 Virtual PhunReviews
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StatsAuthorVirtual PhunOmdurman, SudanAboutCorazøn en fuego. ı defınıtely łost my halø. I love writing cryptic poetry and song lyrics, most of them are of personal experiences, some of them are of matters a.. more..Writing
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