Even now my lungs fill and deflate,
at just the sound of your name,
and once again I'm left gasping for the air you never gave me.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts Before Dawn
PoetryA book where I, an author, shall fill the blank pages with words that break into my mind before hues of golden orange and purple break into the morning sky. All of the words within the otherwise imaginary pages of this book are original. [COVER CREA...
