2/19/18

December 18, 2018 10:19pm CST
She goes to sleep at night and dreams of a better tomorrow. Yesterday was filled with tears of pain and sorrow. Fantasy was all she had because reality took everything she thought she could love. Life made a crow out of the spirit of a pure white dove.
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@ms1864 (6885)
• Bangalore, India
19 Dec 18
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@debjani1 (7202)
19 Dec 18
Who is she here? Sad story. Write about her happy moment.
19 Dec 18
Nice poem so touching