viernes, 3 de noviembre de 2017

Atticus Poetry

“From 
the moment
I saw her 
I knew 
this one
was worth
the
broken
heart.”

“It's a 
lonely
thing, 
protecting 
a breakable
heart”

"She wasnt born herself
she found herself
over a long
and treacherous road
and the more treacherous
the road became
the more of
herself
she found."