charred lips
smoke
breath
towering ships
his hands
my imagination
the harbour
i wish i could take him there.
i wish he'd fall in love with me and not her.
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the lowest heights
PoetryI thought to write this book as a little more abstract and informal because I needed something that's just a small escape from everyday life because, as all of you probably know, life is hard. I hope you enjoy these small poems and little rants. Tha...
foolish wishes
charred lips
smoke
breath
towering ships
his hands
my imagination
the harbour
i wish i could take him there.
i wish he'd fall in love with me and not her.
