all you could see
was the me
beneath my clothes.i am the king
my body is
my kingdom
my palace
my prison
my heart, the gatekeeper
you must woo him
before you may enter
my body
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men don't cry [Poetry]
Poetry[H.R. #6 - 7. 3. 18] "we wear our emotions like intricately decorated chains strung around our throats and then tuck them into our shirts" *** i sincerely hope you don't relate to any of these poems ~UPDATED DAILY~ 27/12/17 : #611 in Poetry 29/12/1...
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all you could see
was the me
beneath my clothes.i am the king
my body is
my kingdom
my palace
my prison
my heart, the gatekeeper
you must woo him
before you may enter
my body