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...