Thoughts Of She
Felt the drops on my skin,
How I wish it was your bed.
Smelt the rain in the air,
How I wish it was your cologne.
Saw the rainbow over my head,
How I wish it was you.
How I wish it was you.
How I wish it was you.
How I wish it was
you...
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Blind Poets
PoetryPoetry for those who find both comfort and discomfort in the dark. - Em Instagram: @em.g_4 WARNING This book includes references to sensitive topics such as suicide, depression, struggles with mental health and so on.
