late night, she looked at me and said,
"noah, tell me why you love me."
and that could sound pretty narcissistic
if you didn't bear in mind she had
tears streaming down her cheeks
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idealism. (poetry)
Poetrya collection of short poems that were the result of late night breakdowns i sincerely hope you can't relate to some of these enjoy p.s. lowercase intended
self-loathing.
late night, she looked at me and said,
"noah, tell me why you love me."
and that could sound pretty narcissistic
if you didn't bear in mind she had
tears streaming down her cheeks
