it's a grand canyon, not a paper cut
i don't think my heart will ever close
like that door you slammed shu -
YOU ARE READING
Me, Raw.
PoesíaMY thoughts MY hurt MY pain MY love My my my Me, Raw. * Poems I wrote by myself, for myself, and to myself.
(trying, trying) getting over you
it's a grand canyon, not a paper cut
i don't think my heart will ever close
like that door you slammed shu -
