• lanzhan 9w

    It's too quiet that you can hear
    every single drop of rain
    that it may seem crumbling
    pebbles on weary road
    Her soul never bother when
    coldness creeping up on her
    She was tapping the window like
    a hostage in the darkness
    She was a prisoner of her own
    mind that no emotion in her eyes

    ©lanzhan 0502022