how they can spend their entire lifetime..without even loving themselves,how they just catch a fling…
feeling down with all bad luck.never knew and now I’m struck.miss the way I used to be:funny thing, I felt I’m free.
A poem about everything I want from life.
A poem
I vibratean electric currency that makes him feel more awake more than usual but this taste of love…
Life is not a race to be won,
Cyaniderunning through the veins.Flushing out its purple, myHydrangea blooms in blue.
Things glob together and make somethingbigger than themselves.
“There is the darkness that…