I Write Poetry
The nightingales sang with me in my short five years of innocence, today only the rain is crying with me, caressing the couple of decades.
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Montanaman · M
Only five.😔
That's not only wrong, on so many levels, but a sin against your humanity.
You deserve to be whole as if your innocence was never robbed.
😔🤗💔💕🤗
That's not only wrong, on so many levels, but a sin against your humanity.
You deserve to be whole as if your innocence was never robbed.
😔🤗💔💕🤗