she used to be a turmoil of agony and utmost fury, until she let it all seep into the paper, a cluster of ink stained feelings, a symphony of emotions. a collection of naked truths and bitter lies made poetic.
she used to be a turmoil of agony and utmost fury, until she let it all seep into the paper, a cluster of ink stained feelings, a symphony of emotions. a collection of naked truths and bitter lies made poetic.
she used to be a turmoil of agony and utmost fury, until she let it all seep into the paper, a cluster of ink stained feelings, a symphony of emotions. a collection of naked truths and bitter lies made poetic.
