I want to say a little but not too much so I'm not considered a tattletale,
The undeniable rhythm you bring into every room is more like jazz but people confuse it for rhapsody,
Which I guess is fine but there's a reason it's called jazz,
You stubborn mule, I cant help but wonder why you've never changed but I'm glad you didn't because even when I'm not sure about anything, your realness was one thing I could count on.
~Robyn~
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The heart that cried wolf
Poetry~ This book contains several write ups like the one below ~ I use to think that whatever you put into the universe would always come back to you, just like a boomerang, but not all boomerangs return to their throwers, I've played the role of putting...
