Paper houses In paper towns Are made out of thin air Blown into ancient wounds. Doll houses And perfect smiles Are made to house vacant souls.
The lost scribblings of a virtual gypsy
The lost scribblings of a virtual gypsy
Paper houses In paper towns Are made out of thin air Blown into ancient wounds. Doll houses And perfect smiles Are made to house vacant souls.
Shweta Bhat Poetry 