We All have WoundsMending Under Our SkinInvisible As a FauxYou Excuse the HazeTo Shift Gaze From My Stitched ScarsUntil My Flinching was No Longer a Show - निधि
We All have WoundsMending Under Our SkinInvisible As a FauxYou Excuse the HazeTo Shift Gaze From My Stitched ScarsUntil My Flinching was No Longer a Show
- निधि