Neither salt nor sugar settles on your tongue.
Only this blood of mine does.
Neither I nor she fills up your heart.
Only these tears of mine do.
[POETRY/PROSE]
Neither salt nor sugar settles on your tongue.
Only this blood of mine does.
Neither I nor she fills up your heart.
Only these tears of mine do.
[POETRY/PROSE]
❝she was simple, an angel born without wings. yet she was special, an enchanting song her lost soul sings. ❞ A dark and deep poetry collection of every little thing that makes us both unique and insa...