going off on what's on my mind. no double checking, my misspelling. not thinking you'll read this so i wouldn't hold back. it's like you're collecting hearts now so you can look back on them later. writing in small font, no refunds, so i didn't see it coming. what will you do with them when you're done? give them back? well keep mine. i don't want it. you touched it and now it will forever be with you.
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lowercase • poetry
Poesíaa collection of poems i made throughout my teenage years and every moment i felt with the boy i thought i once gave my heart to. • • • • previously known as blurry eyes
