Micro poésie du vendredi…
Condamnée au trou. Un rayon de chaleureuse lumière, et… Pas de promesse de rédemption, Mais le souvenir maintenant vivide que le soleil brille toujours de l’autre côté du monde.
Condamnée au trou. Un rayon de chaleureuse lumière, et… Pas de promesse de rédemption, Mais le souvenir maintenant vivide que le soleil brille toujours de l’autre côté du monde.
Previously… Part 1 She had known love before… She wished she could say she thought she had known it, but unfortunately, she had been in love in the past. She didn’t understand people who yearned for love. Looooove… That stupid feeling that drove anyone to do stupid things. The only love she wanted to feel was…… Continue reading In the dark… (part 2)