PLANTING ROOTS
Tears
My Closest Friends
Caress
My Face
I’m Alone
Cool the Heat
My Frustrations
I Yearn for
Sleep
Calm My Heart
To Dream of Hopes
Instead of
Thinking of What’s Not
Sad, Empty, Lonely
Eyes Shut
Quiet Stillness
Your eyes are so bewitching in this picture, yet sad, especially when you read the tone of the poem. It's a beautiful complement to your writing.
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Your eyes are so bewitching in this picture, yet sad, especially when you read the tone of the poem. It's a beautiful complement to your writing.
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