Pahimakas The day you said the last goodbye felt like the end of entire I. The curse of love not returned, dawned on me like waves unnerved. Years after you said your last words, I’m still unsure if I regret, that I pulled the trigger after you confessed you love her. — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading… Continue reading Word-High July:Pahimakas
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