Told you it's rare
Shouldn't let you pick that flower
Should've listen to the story
Maybe it's true
Maybe it's real
But I choose to not believe
That beauty is a silent killer
Until now
As I sit in silence, watching you
Afraid that I am the cause
YOU ARE READING
Camera Life
PoetryMood : Can i play with you? Swing : Sure. Me : Why just play when we can have a party? Mood : * looking at swing * Swing : * looking at mood * Both : Yes!! Me : 😈
