i was looking at life
through a veil
because i was too scared
to let your hand go
and look without you.
-growing up
YOU ARE READING
black roses painted red.
Poetrythis is a book that i have poured my heart, soul and all my vulnerabilities into. thank you for being my home and holding my heart when no one else did. i hope when you read this that you can connect with me and the others who have read this, i hope...
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i was looking at life
through a veil
because i was too scared
to let your hand go
and look without you.
-growing up
