I call it..A Story by Vassena
It pierced my soul in an instance. I stood there shaking. It felt great. Like a hot summers day with an icecold beer on the porch. I could feel it start in my head and make its way down my body. It was a soothing feeling.
I call it love. © 2016 Vassena |
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Added on January 10, 2016 Last Updated on January 10, 2016 Author
VassenaAbout"Everything that wanders through our human mind is a necessity to convey. We must not lose ourselves in the forest." - Vassena more..Writing
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