We took a chance,
We took our shot,
I hope this plan works out.
But foolproof? It's not...
We'll keep our secret,
It's under lock and key,
There's no one to confide in,
I hope they don't see through me...
YOU ARE READING
Poetry of Me
PoetryThis is a continuation of Poured Out on Paper. Filled with happiness, love, anger, and lust, here's to another poetry book, and to a whole new adventure... (:
