"I used to be the romantic character of a book;
My life a classic novel that I longed to write.
But you pulled me away from all the magic,
Made me forget the language of the stars,
Or how to float in the blue blue ocean.
And then you left;
Leaving me with nothing;
Confused and lost."
YOU ARE READING
The Ink Spilling From My Pen ✔
Poetry* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * The ink that spilled out of my pen formed these poetry. * ** * * * * * * * * * * ** ** * * ** * * ** * ** ** *** ** * * ** * * ** A random poetry collection that spill...
