I told you I like Storms,
So you let me In
Turns out I can just Handle a Little bit of Rain,
Cause you're a Hurricane.
And My Heads Spinning,
Heart Beating,
Until I Gave Up
My Problem was, I never Accept Challenges. Turns out that My Soul rejects it.
YOU ARE READING
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Poetry❝my tears and heart started to write down their own words 'cause my hands refused to do so.❞ Highest Rank: #41 on Poetry by 7-7-17 Written by ellethetic COMPLETED
