• obinna_allwrite 15w

    Broken strings

    I may be broken strings,
    With patches of these pieces looped together, I can still make sweeter tunes like ever before. You may call me rustic names for many mistakes I've made, but remember this: "within me; lies still that innocent child with a teary eyes and a heart lost in notes of Angels' voices heralding, calling back home from a far reach.

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