Walking, wondering
Looking for some place to be noticed
My heart is a black hole
I’m tired of all the games and lies
It’s about to drive me insane
Walking in places I’ve never been or seen
To feel some peace and comfort
I’m tired of letting go and holding on
To the unknown and set free
Set free
I love it!!....
I love it!!
....be free!!!!
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Thank you
Lol thank you I'm glad you liked it
♥Angel of Darkness ♥