War

undreamed_friend

Two months have passed by,
Dried words have fallen down.
Now it is time to burn them all,
But I can still feel you in my blood.
Will I be able to free my soul,
In the war of loneliness and love?

  • Author: Undreamed Friend (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 22nd, 2023 11:52
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 13


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