I watched him rip you apart
Saw as he decided to crush your heart,
I saw this and I felt your pain
But I knew any warnings would be in vain,
Because you are besotted and you desired him
Blind to see how it was destined to end,
But I’ll be here for you always.
Dream. Explore. Discover.
Luis Santiago Calle Quirós
Supermassive black hole poetry.
Just another WordPress.com weblog
Blog poetycki Tomasza Kuciny
旅行記、ゴルフ、ドローン映像など自由気ままな内容/Travel, Golf, Drone etc.
WRITER/POET/ACTIVIST
We live in a society filled with a mixture of emotions. The way we get to handle these emotions, defines our character.
You can lead your generation
AbolitionSuperstition
Fotografias e palavras percorrem o mundo de mãos dadas.
A deep dive into various lives.
Her side hustle is dubious at best. But she's in love.
Where is the line between creative contemplation and riling rumination?
Dream. Explore. Discover.
Luis Santiago Calle Quirós
Supermassive black hole poetry.
Just another WordPress.com weblog
Blog poetycki Tomasza Kuciny
旅行記、ゴルフ、ドローン映像など自由気ままな内容/Travel, Golf, Drone etc.
WRITER/POET/ACTIVIST
We live in a society filled with a mixture of emotions. The way we get to handle these emotions, defines our character.
You can lead your generation
AbolitionSuperstition
Fotografias e palavras percorrem o mundo de mãos dadas.
A deep dive into various lives.
Her side hustle is dubious at best. But she's in love.
Where is the line between creative contemplation and riling rumination?
