i love
how your fingertips
used to trace
every inch of my skin
marking every
unexplored cavern
unclimbed mountain
uncharted forest
and open ocean
desperate to be uncoveredlike an adventurer
you circled every undiscovered area
of m⃥y⃥ b⃥o⃥d⃥y⃥ your map
in hope of one day
venturing there~ explorer // insmniac
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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...