hearts are small,
hands are spread,
head goes into supersonic boom
your heart's bigger than the universe,
too bad your hands are tied behind your back
and your head couldn't be more quiet.
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clouds that are ghosts
Poetrythey were reading this book about a character struggling with posting their songs on soundcloud, and how another character who was in love with poetry motivated them, and in the rush of a moment, they decided to post their poems on wattpad ©2021...
