My Unspoken

How I would give anything just to meet myself for the first timeThe small innocent boy with white eyes and pure smileSometimes I wonder will that little boy ever come back to lifeHis hands so small yet so big to hold more dreams than I can run toNow bigger but turned into fists insecure of […]

My Unspoken

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