Poems from jefte_montes
The basic stuff that enchance my beauty, is not me.
What is me , is the word flawless.
I am as FLAWLESS as the word means.
No one can...
The beginning was full of warm colors.
Then came to an end.
My heart starts to break slowly, just as the leaves begin to fall.
Time starts...
What can I say
Thinking through the days
what am I?
Am I not beautiful to you?
just because im not a piece of art?
just because im not...