My Lonely City
Reading Time: < 1 minute A lonely city this is. I watch the sun go down with my deep brown eyes. It gives off shadows that spread like dark winged angels on my city that shines as a diamond by the radiant sun. I watch...
By Mehreen Farhan|2019-10-11T10:17:14+00:00October 11th, 2019|Heartfelt|
Reading Time: < 1 minute A lonely city this is. I watch the sun go down with my deep brown eyes. It gives off shadows that spread like dark winged angels on my city that shines as a diamond by the radiant sun. I watch...
By Mehreen Farhan|2020-05-28T18:12:44+00:00October 11th, 2019|Featured, Heartfelt|
Reading Time: 2 minutes Writing is like a muscle, the more you wear it out, the more it grows. Write because you want your words to grow into something powerful. It is like a work of art.
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