you know something quite strange? i've never been angry at you. never. not even once. i think that says something about you. you're as light as they come. a blooming flower startling aware of its vulnerability. a beautiful creature surrendering to the glory of the stars. we're a howl away from kissing the moon, but they still call writers crazy.
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( I wanted to update, so here's a little love poem )
YOU ARE READING
nevermind + poetry.
Poetryin which i write poems about love and growing up and everything that comes in between
