Now the image of you reminds me of what could've been,
and I ask myself,
how I didn't see it until now,
but I stayed up late at night photoshopping all of your little mistakes,
and I can see now,
that it's a whole different picture of you.
belle
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The Poems I Wrote In My Leather Journal
PoesíaJust 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...
