And so when you're trapped,
When you're lost off in space,
It seems there's no one that's left,
I'll be calling your name.
YOU ARE READING
Poured Out on Paper
PoetryCAUTION: This is a collection of my deepest thoughts and feelings. Half of it will NOT make sense to you. Handle with care, because this is my entire heart.... *Poured Out on Paper.*
