So I have made peace with the devil -
and I know it's foolish to hope
that this is the last time
we will see each other
in the eye of the storm
YOU ARE READING
A sad boys diary
Poetry"A poem about the love I couldn't give you About the desire to kiss you And how your eyes used to look upon me Like you wouldn't want to risk to look away"
making friends
So I have made peace with the devil -
and I know it's foolish to hope
that this is the last time
we will see each other
in the eye of the storm
