I remember the first day I saw him and thought, I want to know him.
Three years later, he's on my bed with lips begging for attention.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
this is the dirty truth.
PoetryAs if rope could bind my wrists together so perfectly, so could this.
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I remember the first day I saw him and thought, I want to know him.
Three years later, he's on my bed with lips begging for attention.
