Where I come from the birds sing and the grass grows green.
The bunnies stay close and the wind plays music on my neighbors' doorsteps.
belle
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The Poems I Wrote In My Leather Journal
PoetryJust a place for me to share the poems I write inside of my leather journals. Let's read together... If you want to share any experience you have dealt with that made you feel less than who you are please message me. You should never have to deal w...
