I throw my heart upon love’s strong stone
So it may break upon it’s own
For my love you treated like simple dust
While my soul begins to rust
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Smile Life could Be worse Don't know how Just look around Pear through the doors and see Some have it worse than thee Life can be full...
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