Not My Own. But It Speaks The Truth Poem by Ashlee Mortimer

Not My Own. But It Speaks The Truth



A wise girl kisses, but does not love; listens, but does not believe; leaves, before she is left.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: believe,girl,leaves
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