i have my baggage
but i know it won't last
baby pink is one of my favorite colors,
he calls me babygirl
i feel girly,
i feel happy
his smile is as bright as the sun,
i was suppose to write this for him,
so let me think,
he has his insecurities,
but i still think he's adorable
no one is perfect,
and i want him to know that
here's to a fresh new start,
i know he can do it
waking up to calling him made me smile,
oops, i shouldn't he admitting that
rain rain,
don't go away
i like the way how it feels cozy
i just wish you here to cuddle with me
baby pink,
let me find my cute top,
purples my color though
rain rain,
don't go away
bloom into a beautiful rainbow in the morning
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secrets i've kept hidden (a poetry story)
Poesíai have secrets, we have secrets, you and i, we were made of glass friends aren't really your friend, family isn't always blood the demon fucking with my head here's my story
