Hey, hey,
do you remember me?
The guy you call:
Pesty Pest.
I actually sang,
a song for you.
And you actually laughed,
out loud at me.
YOU ARE READING
Out of Sight, Out of Mind.
Thơ caconsists of random pieces of poetry, unfinished one-shots, ideas, and my thoughts that don't make sense (beware; use of lower case letters) Short Story #172 Cover by: @inserene_ [ © billie rose two-thousand-&-thirteen ]
