(Love the drawing image I found)
I wake up in the afternoon,
And I sleep through my alarms
But I'd be a morning person
If I could wake up in your arms
YOU ARE READING
The Fear of Drowning Deep
PoetryShe was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful something to be admired from a distance not up close. - A little talent is a good thing to have if you ever want to be a writer. But the only real requirement is the ability to remember every...
