If kerosene were you
I would be the oxygen.
We would burn.
And that's our
CHEMISTRY.
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Memories of a random teenager (Completed)✔
PoetrySometimes everything is hazy,toxic and smoky and at times it's smooth,calm and what not.The feelings of a teenager about love and hatred.The world is seen through the eyes of a teenager who suffers from confusion,depression and insecurity.Sometimes...
Our Chemistry
If kerosene were you
I would be the oxygen.
We would burn.
And that's our
CHEMISTRY.