PoetryA Poem by a_methysteI tremble at the sight of poetry I wake up I see everyting I can not give to me And I fall down the cliff.
I tremble at the sight of poetry
I wake up I see everyting I can not give to me And I fall down the cliff. © 2024 a_methyste |
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