Stories by ShrinkingViolet07
He is the Poem
Every word echoes him,
Each piece, a love hymn,
He's my poem, my heart's dream.
The Sound of Silence
Have you ever dared to listen to the whispers of silence?
It may seem like a deafening void, but if you open...
I'm Just A Lost Soul
In the scribbles and ink stains of my paper and pen, lie the reflections of my soul.📝