"I Hear The Way You Vapor,
About Your Crown Of Gold,
While My One's Made Of Paper,
For The Real One I Had Sold,
To Those Who Need It More Than Me.
I'm Happy With My Cardboard Throne,
I'm Sorry That You Could Not See,
You're So Much More,
Than What You Own."
-Arabella Katt (xCaptainCl3mentinex)
》2019
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Pocket Full Of Poetry | Collection Of My Original Poetry | Arabella Katt
PoetryA collection of poetry I have written. Enjoy! " I Climb Into The Tallest Tree, Where You Could Never Find Me, Where Words On Paper Planes Fly Free, Watch stories sail across the sea In My Ink Filled World Where I Can Be, With Pockets Full Of Poetry"...
