It hurts to look at you,
Though you're fine (pretty hot)
My head clouds when you're around.
I can't see straight,
My train of thought gets streamlined,
Everything fades away.
Everything but you.
©Sephace_
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On The Road
PoetryOn The Road is a compilation of poems inspired by the unending stories of life which entails both the good and bad and the exciting and depressing aspects of life. *Winner of The Coalition Summer Awards 2019 Poetry category*
