I once tried to beautiful
And I succeeded
But that was Halloween
And I was a Reaper
With a skull in my hand
YOU ARE READING
I'm Starting To Think...
Поэзия...that everything can come together. It can tell us what we are. It can tell us what the meaning of everything is... If you just smile, You'll see the whole world. Now just smile. {Warning: Old. Bad. Old+Bad= Very bad.}
