I'm scared of imperfections I
can't control; my laugh, a
sound that I adore but still
can't quite get used to,
too loud, too high, but love,
I hope you'll love the sound
of my laugh,
just like I still love you.
- Crimsyy♡
Psst; pay attention to how you read this one too (;
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Ramblings Of A Storm
PoetryI am a lightning bolt , and I know you can't handle me, because you're afraid of drizzles, but I'm the entire hurricane, suffocated in flesh and bone, waiting to unleash itself. Crimsyy Copyright 2016 #1
