The Fault In Our Hogwarts
harry and august. no magic, no cancer, just pain that demanded to be felt on both ends of the string.
harry and august. no magic, no cancer, just pain that demanded to be felt on both ends of the string.
papyrus sheets describing their entities. various talented artist. follow and read their poetry. all love. writers comment your page under your poetry.
Quinn scribbles tainted emotions across thin layers of white paper. But to who? To someone who blinks once, sees her, and blinks again-just to make her disappear. To someone who sees her as a symbol of the ocean. To someone who thinks the ocean is disgusting and hideous, filled with trash and pathetic wandering fishe...
BOOK ONE: BOOK OF MEMORIES BOOK THREE: TREASURED MEMORIES #6 on Poetry - May 7, 2015
Driving a car, Singing in a bar, Naked nights, Bad fights, All this time was given, To just be Poetically Driven. All rights reserved ©