You're hiding your face in these neon lights
Is that a way to hide your true colors?
You seem too good to be true
Or is that me idealizing you?
So many questions and so little answers
Heart pounding when you're calling me babe
I know I have to stop daydreaming 'bout you
But I can't seem to stop myself from doing it too.
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Mind of a Wanderess - A Collection of Poems
PoetryThis book is a collection of the poems I write, whenever my muse and my mood tell me to do so. Here, in this book, you can have access to a young woman's thoughts and feelings. /warning: my style is very random, and most of my poems are written in o...
