My mind is a busy street
its twinkling lights and noisy horns won't shut
whilst the walls are made out of skyscrapers,
only when the rain is pouring it began to quiet
My mind is a busy street
indefinite amount of strangers are crossing every now and then
leaving their footprints on every intersection,
little did they know it cost me wounds.
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A Warriors Thoughts
ПоэзияPoetry I've written about life, sadness, love, heart break, betrayal, feelings, self love, advice and more. Thank you for reading ❤️ I hope that these poems help you in some kind of way. I hope that they help heal you in some kind of way. Everyone...
