Graze
August 3, 2017
You caressed my skin,
Told me I was the softest thing you ever touched
But when I realized your hands were rough
I knew you’ve never felt silk before.
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Brittany Marcucci
If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you
Just a small city girl who writes on her free time hoping to touch the lives of many.