it's at 2 am
alone
secluded within
the walls of her
kitchen
soft symphonies
floating out of her
speakers
that she comes
alive
YOU ARE READING
sincerely, haven
Poetry❝Bells are chiming in my ears Stars are singing in my head Waves are crashing into me And I think I'm finally losing it❞ ***{#129 in poetry out of 195k} {2019-04-1} ***{#16 in losing out of 1.1k} {2019-10-28} ***{#472 in poems out of 7...
