Learning to be alone is perhaps something we need other people to teach us...
The promise I made was a bind of a promise.
And so I hid my face from the world...
About Me
- The Winter Blossomer
- Welcome to the Winter Blossomer's Canvas, painted with words and filled with sentimental trinkets from my artistic journey.
1 comments:
i only liked the first line, but i get the point this poem is trying to get across, though it isn't much of a poem
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