My bag fell...
I literally just dropped everything.
Everything for you.
I forgot what i was doing
You had my attention and then you had all of me.
Maybe a part of me dropped everything to hold you?
Maybe you just had every part of me to the point where i forgot i existed?
I dropped my bag and you laughed.
I'd do anything to hear that laugh again.
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Beautiful Disaster.
PoetryA life in a garden sure is pretty the roses with more than one way to kill and lilies that remind you of the past. A garden is gorgeous as long as it's cared for. if your mind and body were a garden, would it a magnificent garden or a secret space f...
