spectrums | completed
the scrape of a prism on us; you're the paintbrush and i am your canvas and together we draw so many convoluted lines on our lives.
the scrape of a prism on us; you're the paintbrush and i am your canvas and together we draw so many convoluted lines on our lives.
(poem book) *editing* poems about a girl whose thoughts don't let her sleep at night.many of you may relate . so read and give your views and you will have someone who will understand your pain . you are not alone :) don't steal my poems plx :). all rights reserved. (achievments) *HQ love award (watty2014winner) 30 J...
it was just another day when daniel first saw eve. she didn't see him, but she didn't need to.