Sparkypaws MAGIC FROM HERE TO PART 3 ♡♡♡
I have this paper heart
filled to the brim with ink
But ink is poison
that I need to throw out
What's left over
stains my head
No one there to sing me a lullaby
All I hear is "sweet dreams"
as you tuck me into bed
But I already know
only nightmares
will fill my head
You do not know my mind
Fairies and rainbows,
Pink sparkly lights
Those are the things
you think I dream about
at night
YOU ARE READING
Running With Scissors
Poetry"Run away, they will have to find some other hearts to break" - All Time Low.
