April 3, 2016
He may not be the first man she ever held hands with,
Nor was he the first man she ever kissed.
He's not the first man she spent time with,
But it's him that her heart wanted to out live.
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Mindless
PoetryIn here lies pieces of Katherine's mind. What it felt like to love someone and what it felt to be left behind. She is a wanderer, one who writes poems about her adventures. This is her most prized possession, the Mindless days of her wandering hear...
