When I am with you,
I want to sprout wings,
Pure and powerful,
To touch the sky,
Feel the breeze,
To swoop down low,
With such pride,
Confidence,
And kick you in the back of the head.
[ F . H ]
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Words of a Narcissistic Bitch
Poesía'After all, that's all stories are, my darling; stolen words and ideas.' Poems 'n' shit.
