I remember when you sneaked inside my room
Your jet black hair shining so brightly under the crisp of the moonlight
You inched yourself straight to my bed,
and we stole the night to ourselves
while drinking champagne you stole from your dad
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Beautiful Catastrophe
PoesíaIn this compilation of poems, the strong narrative will capture and pierce your hearts by words written in a mesmerizing style. The captivating use of language will make you see hidden messages behind the poems rather than what meets the typical eye.
