It's October .... The one time of the year when we can cuddle together,
The one time when we can hug to warm each other,
The one time when we can hold each other covered in blood and makeup,
The one time when we can wear a mask to hide our feelings,
The one day when a kiss is the best thing you can get,
The one day when we can scare anyone and then laugh about it,
The one month where your feelings are gone,
The one month.... Where I may tell you what I feel..
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Shrooms Grew Out Of Your Words
PoetryShort Written Portions Of A Wonderfully Hurt Mind. Words and thoughts of a 16 year old boy, who's feelings change as each poem is written.
