"We once danced to the waves
I [Now] try so hard to hear its song
But all I hear it crying out, is;
'You're not where you belong'
I spend my day in living memory
I've got nothing else to do
I find myself watching the time
Till' it might take me back to you"
-Arabella Katt (xCaptainCl3mentinex)
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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"...
