Poems from rtrtrt62
She woke up at peace soon frantic to find something to occupy herself with.
The peace was too still and the noise was too quiet.
The plans...
Think different. With my hands to my heart and my heart open wide, Think different. It’s the way I️ try but everything seems to coincide...
They say when you step on a crack you break your mother's back growing up you see each foot coming to fruition. left right there goes...
They say when you step on a crack you break your mothers back growing up you see each foot coming to fruition. left right there goes...