You make me want to get in trouble.
You make me want to go past the warning signs and crawl through the barriers.
Boy you make me me want to scratch a few knees and get a few places of purple.
You make me see things Ive never known existed.
YOU ARE READING
Excerpts From A Book Ill Never Write| #Wattys2018
Poetry©2017 By dallywinston1738 or Annaka Logue or Annaka Marie ||All rights reserved.|| ||Plagerism is punishable by law|| These silent thoughts were stuck in my head. Wanting, begging,pleading to be let out. They never ended up becoming more than a few...
