Pieces Of Me, Across the Sleepy Hollow
Art from the heart with a dash of me.
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Laura I suck at poems
I miss the whispers in my head
They would tell me what a looser I am
I lived longer than the whispers in my head
You see, I have become a king!
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