Please let go of harm, and hold my hand
maybe we won't be safe, but we will make it to the land,
and we will lay on the sand
Listening to our favorite band
I promise it's going to be a great end.
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winter
PoetryA poetry collection that Witnesses the expansion of a human heart through seasons, through years. cheesy love, painful love, kind love, politics blended into poetry, mental abuse that cannot be romanticized, literature, movies and music, religion an...
