I wrote away my tears that I can't write anymore. The ink has dried out. What else can I say?
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Deep Within My Soul
Poetry"Perhaps that's why I don't care greatly for revenge; a man's guilty conscious is a plate served by and to himself and no one can serve it better than him." A collection of introspective short stories and poetry.
a writer without ink
I wrote away my tears that I can't write anymore. The ink has dried out. What else can I say?
