I just really can't help it.
I can't help this.
It's like I'm your mannequin
And you really can't help it.
You can't help this.
This overflowing emotion to never stop breathing the air
When we stand next to eachother.
A/N: They tell me, think with my head, not that thing in my chest... They've got their hands at my neck this time.
But you're the one that I want
If that's really so wrong...
Then they don't know what this feeling is like...
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The Ink Of Hearts.
PoetryA book composed of poetry, emotions, broken hearts and hope. "My heart drips ink on my carving stones." •°•°•°•Highest ranking uptill now: #11 in poem•°•°•°• This book is copyrighted under wattpad and no copying is allowed without the consent of the...
