10:33pm, the 5th of June 2015 on a Thursday
// boy: he had a charm about him; it was as if his smile could reach as far as the opposite ends of the globe and he acted as if i was the reason //
// lunatic: he's got me crazy mad, lunatic, sad; all of my emotions had gotten me crying wolf it's that bad //
// smoulder: i swear you could stare somebody to death because you were always killing me with your eyes //
// colours: i was a fiery red and he an ocean blue and together we'll create the most intriguing purple ever witnessed by you //
// rough: he was as smooth as a sheet of sandpaper yet still captured my heart //
// wannabe: come a little closer and say a little prayer for me. dare to be brave and make them turn in their graves as we dance like we're wannabees //
// circulation: you had me wrapped around your little finger but it's time i cut off the circulation. //
YOU ARE READING
if i don't say this i'll explode // a book of poetry
Poetrya book of poetry // because if i don't say this i'll explode, there's too much white noise in my head that needs to be transferred to the blank spaces in the sky and the unfulfilled breaths of the air we breathe. 20 year old girl from Melbourn...
