Roger in Las Vegas started and I want to visit him soon


her love

her love like dove in my sky ...

with broken wings she still try to fly,

searching for unfound land ...

but in the end of the day ...

she goes back home to cry.




Poetry by poet*salem
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Written on 2015-09-14 at 13:25

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