We know this isn't right,
But we choose to be wrong.
We're supposed to go with the flow,
But we're writing our own love song.
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.*
