If I
I told you that I was
Not this person you see
But truly
A devil
Underneath
That's seeking love
Will
You
Still love this damned monster?
YOU ARE READING
I'm Starting To Think...
Poetry...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.}
