Pure
Pure
a trail of innocence
followed your scent
I’ve seen you
been here before
i knew you like no other
predictable
like the back of my hand
came across your fallen beauty
at no time, sinful
dropping jaws
full of life
where have you been
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Hi, my name is Jordan and I love poetry. I am an aspiring singer/songwriter. I am 17 years old and from Idaho.
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