you don't want
my pity, and i know
it, and i pity the girl
who thought she could
find a way to live in the
house you kept locked
as an afterthought
YOU ARE READING
i wouldn't call it poetry
Poetrybasically, this is like less than half of my poetry journal. umm... here you go UPDATE: 12/20/17 I've been going through the long process of cleaning up my account so it'll be presentable for the now multiple people at school who want to read my emb...
