Will talk

Will talkWhen your mirror will hug the dusty fog,when the grief will not set with the Sun.when your moustache be…

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Storms

You know how the storm comes and shakes you up without touching? Your words do the same.

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Paper Hearts

Not gonna lie,I find you so unattractive. When your mind-bending skillsof origami turn my apprehensionsinto those little things that fly…

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