Poems from kristinareeves

I thought if the music was loud enough It would drown out the feeling The only thing that left was my hearing    
Some find themselves When they curl their toes over the edge of reason Looking down at all that is sane I look up for these toes so maybe...
  A perfect frame for perky porcelain cheeks created with just a small boost of contrast— just a bit it erases the dark caves under the...