Love a girl who writes,
and live her many lives;
you have yet to fins her,
beneath her words of guise.
Kiss her blue inked fingers,
forgive the pens they marked.
The stain of your lips upon her
the one she can't discard.
Forget her tattered memories,
or the pages others took;
you are her ever after
the hero of her book.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryMeaningful, relatable poems. This wattpad book is going to be filled with meaningful, relatable , broken heart poems *trigger warning * some of the poems and pictures with the poem might be a bit deep.
