Poems from erlippincott1
I have a past full of problems, too much baggage to carry.
Enter the man, big and tall and... a bit fluffy?
Not at all what I had pictured...
I have a past full of problems, too much baggage to carry.
Enter the man, big and tall and... a bit fluffy?
Not at all what I had pictured...
Her children are crying
They are hungry- for love
Her past heroes,
The ones that saved her
Are out in the cold. No place to call home.
Her...