The words you said
Replay over and over
Within the walls of my head
The adrenaline I get
When your hand touches mine
Courses my veins
You are intoxicating
And I'm going under
So please
Don't forget
To pull me up
For air
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Short Poetry
PoetryThese are just short little poems that I just randomly come up with. Some of them may be triggering so read if you want to. Its just a little something for me to do to free my mind. I hope you enjoy =^w^= (BTW I own all rights to these poem, and wou...
Coursing my veins
The words you said
Replay over and over
Within the walls of my head
The adrenaline I get
When your hand touches mine
Courses my veins
You are intoxicating
And I'm going under
So please
Don't forget
To pull me up
For air