I feel like my hand will always be open and extended but no one will ever reach for it.
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Blue Eyes and Other Sources of Drowning
Thơ CaFor the boy with blue eyes. For the love and friendship I grieved, and many other things. Started: 11/20/20 Finished: 8/8/22 My 8th poetry book.
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I feel like my hand will always be open and extended but no one will ever reach for it.
