I knew a boy who loved to draw
He drew pictures that no one saw
He was most artistic late at night
In the bathroom,out of sight
He didn't tell a soul and his gallery grew
His drawings were different,no paper or pen
But he needed a bandage now and again
We stood by the river under the stars
He rolled up his sleeves and showed me his scars
He felt embarrassed and looked down to his shoes
Then I rolled up my sleeves and whispered,
"I draw too."
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Hi lovelies💕
How are you all today?:)
Be sure to smile okay?😊
Ilysm😘
Xoxo,
Angela❤️
