she was a story,
only filled with blank pages,
hoping they would be filled one day.
YOU ARE READING
To The World
Poetry"the inferno of words would be my demise if i did not express them." #501 in poetry #640 in poetry #689 in poetry #692 in poetry
S T O R Y
she was a story,
only filled with blank pages,
hoping they would be filled one day.
