white feathers and fresh new sheets
camomile tea before going to leave
the guitar on your phone gently weeps
clear sight getting stolen by a thief
enter golden gates of paradise;
can be bloody hell otherwise
your wishes may be granted or brand new invented
can get kissed, slowly, or brutally killed by your crush
but then getting up, getting ready for the day in a rush
YOU ARE READING
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Poetry- Here is a short collection of poems I had to write in English class on Friday's - (My teacher gives us a word and we'll have to write a poem, that is how it usually works) + snippets of my emotions post-highschool life I hope you enjoy them, I lik...
