THESE WORDS ARE HUMAN
A collection of poems about life, death, and some stuff in-between. All writings belong to me, myself, and I.
Completed
A collection of poems about life, death, and some stuff in-between. All writings belong to me, myself, and I.
"And every cell in her body is screaming ‘touch her, touch her,’ but Lauren was a work of art and Camila could not ruin her. She’d already done enough of that."