Why is my heart dragging me towards you?
What is it?
You're just a stranger, really.
But as the music fades and the room turns red, you're standing across from me and it feels like I've known you forever.
Can I be somebody to you?
Can I just be right there, wherever you are?
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Roses In The Sun
PoetryA book dedicated to the thoughts that lie beneath the surface of all that I am, all that I will be, and all that I hope to become. A book dedicated to the outcasts, to those who've felt invisible, to those who want to read and fall in love with the...
