Never
in Hurting Poems
He raises his fist to hit her one more time
It has been this way since becoming his wife
Afterwards he will apologize
And try to make it better with bribes
in Hurting Poems
He raises his fist to hit her one more time
It has been this way since becoming his wife
Afterwards he will apologize
And try to make it better with bribes
When I leave this world, please do not cry,
For I have gone up with the spirits in the sky.
Do not place flowers by my side,
For I never got them when I was alive.
in Dream Poems
The smallest, most simple dream
Is worth being achieved.
The smallest grain of faith
Is actually all it takes.