My eyes are buried into her smile and the texture of her lips stained my skin.
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PoetryThis is a direct journey into my mind through poems, most inspired by pain others created through pure thought and draft. I hope to push forth and express the emotions brought into each poem.. or to leave a sense of ecstacy. Enjoy!
~ xyz
My eyes are buried into her smile and the texture of her lips stained my skin.
