Ten of tumor. I could not sum up a conclusion a better of one. My brain scattered all over the wall of defense I built, crumbling the $0.60. Instinct ignored my body fighting against the decision already made. Glued to the sandsport, stack my emotions, blackmailing me into the depths of destruction. Riding a red horse over a cliff, a game already lost. Seeming like a card game at first glance, but full of conflicts with them
Aishani Chatterjee
@Aishani · 0:25
Hi. This is such a hard hitting and beautifully penned poem. I just listened to it and I'm absolutely in awe. Thank you so much for sharing this with us on Swell. And I hope that you keep writing and keep sharing more such poems and slot
Bloomix Bennie
@Bloomix2003 · 0:12
Hi, Aishani. Thank you so very much for your feedback. Thank you. Thank you very much