But in the end it's worth it,
That satisfying feeling.
Playing them on repeat,
Words with hidden meaning.
YOU ARE READING
Late Night Poetry
PoetryRambly poems that I write late at night. I only just realised that rhymed, how ironic. Uploads every Friday
Apollo
But in the end it's worth it,
That satisfying feeling.
Playing them on repeat,
Words with hidden meaning.
