Poems from Veronicavivi
It was at one timeThat I was in chains.My hands are claspedMy leg with a ball and chainAnd a gag over my mouth.I was walking through...
There is something so beautiful about youth. There is something so beautiful about that captured recklessness. Something about those hidden...
There is something so beautiful about youthThere is something so beautiful about that captured recklessness.Something about those hidden...