7:11
Seemed like forever
When I last looked at the time
And turned every experience in my life into a lemonade glass of lemons but that all changed once the time hit seven eleven
And I came back to change and put my hair in my braids and began to type my story not knowing how many words but leaving the past behind the clock and turning my lemons into lemonade at least when it was seven eleven.
YOU ARE READING
More than just a dream between the rose petals and the BlueMoon
FantasyThe open stars started to shine Like poetry that escaped from mars But now is the moon of the open flame That made my love with you more than just a dream between rose petals and a BlueMoon.
