Dear Friends...
HAY GUYZZZ. i wrote a poem...
and her body was a kite being manipulated by the wind
being pushed this way and pulled down once again
with little to no control left,
she put up a good fight.
and what the onlookers mistook as beauty was merely a loss of control.
<3, af
and her body was a kite being manipulated by the wind
being pushed this way and pulled down once again
with little to no control left,
she put up a good fight.
and what the onlookers mistook as beauty was merely a loss of control.
<3, af