You've surfaced upon the sweet scents and daunting tints of My blood dwelling life, expressed in the form of poetry. Bubbly and lighter from the outside but a misty shade darker, on the inside, Portrayed through self depicting tales edged by hope and driven by love. *READ IN A BLACK SCREEN* •style• The style of poet...
[Completed]: (6/23/15) Ranks: #1 in poems (1/4/19) #35 in books (12/16/18) I crawl and stand up to sit on my bed. I felt like an accomplished spy who just ran away from something bad. Dylan turned and sat on my bed. "You do know I'm still here right?" he asked. I ignore him and pull my notebook out and begin to draw...
