Poem - 16 November 2019, 12:45 Devil of the mind Elise Sharkey Little person that manifests my mind, when do we meet? I hope be soon, as i can not wait. I hear you so clear and You pain me, but you never speak of your sorrow? Pity. Like 0 Pin it 0 Views: 139 Rating: Total votes: 0 Poetry Genre: Drama Freestyle more by Elise Sharkey Eyes
