by : jellyapplejuice
When we're close to each other
I can smell his scent all over
I don't want to be away from him
All i want is to be close with him
I love the way he talks
Feels like he'll lift you when you walk
He's a soft spoken art
That captures my heart
He knows i'm some sort of weaklings
He never invalidate my feelings
Even though he knew
A scars, he never drew
As he walks by
I see sparks fly
He is an work of art
I love the elements he have
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Bleeding in Poetry
PoetryA poem collection by yours truly. Disclaimer : I'm really not that good at poetry so please bare with me. You may also encounter typographical and grammatical errors.
