I might not have the luxury of remembering you every other second I breathe and live but when I do, I make it memorable and real.
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Emotional cripple
Poetry"Is that paint on your lips?" they ask. • • • • • "Yes, the paint of my tainted soul," she say. -A collection of free style poems-
Thinking of you
I might not have the luxury of remembering you every other second I breathe and live but when I do, I make it memorable and real.
