i've been up this cliff, let me tell you, it's quite a climb,
but don't judge a girl by what she looks like in the daytime.
she'll fool you, phase you, freak you the fuck out,
and at the end of the day she's swimming in her own doubt.
YOU ARE READING
A Little Thing Called Death
Poetryi won't explain many of these. they are for you to work out and they'll probably mean something different to everyone. (i own these poems) ((FINISHED.))
