Impulsive quick looks like love and nervous hands cold around her. Looking for something and nothing to say - side by side the two barely grownup.
Blackout Poetry Notes
Sharing poems & thoughts, one redacted word at a time.
Sharing poems & thoughts, one redacted word at a time.
Impulsive quick looks like love and nervous hands cold around her. Looking for something and nothing to say - side by side the two barely grownup.