Come Home
When I think of you When the night is late Your face is all I think of, Your smile so sweet Wanting you near but your miles away Dreaming is just
08/10/2016
Poetry
By: Jo Vi
Love
You can’t let the mistakes of the past determine your future.
By: Jo Vi
By: Jo Vi
By: Jo Vi
By: Jo Vi
By: Jo Vi
By: Anonymous
By: Anonymous
By: Jo Vi
By: Jo Vi
By: Anonymous
By: Jo Vi
By: Jo Vi
By: Jo Vi
By: Jo Vi