You think you know what I do.
I hope that you can see through.
These mindful things in the road ahead;
Are nothing more but black and blue.
I didn't hear what you said.
I kinda feel a little dead.
Stop assuming that your right,
Cause I'm the one who's in fright.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryPoetry has always completely held me together. It's kind like how you breathe oxygen. It's something I have to do. Poetry is something like oxygen to me. Without it I wouldn't survive. ~ remember love is a crime and I'll do the time for loving what'...
