Boys like us arent roses
Even if you say we bare thorns
We are moon flowers
Opening only to the glow of the moon
For he knows all are secrets
And holds our hearts
When we are without hope or love
Breathing in the stars
Trust me we know who we are
As we welcome the night
Into our lungs
And the constellations written in our skin
YOU ARE READING
𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕔𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕤
PoetryThis book is about a boy and his thoughts, an outcast, escaping through his words of reality, perfect fatality, and disowned by society but found his heart in a lost remedy. 《DISCONTINUED》
