Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
as delicate as she was, as curious she became. “How easy will you break by my hands?” she thought.
0
Nov 2, 2019
Nov 2, 2019 at 2:06 PM UTC
Glass
as delicate as she was, as curious she became. “How easy will you break by my hands?” she thought.
it’s 2am and i’m still writing ✍️
Written by
17/Swk
Nov 2, 2019
Nov 2, 2019 at 2:06 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem