A chilled breeze blew through my brunette hair as I walk down this abnormally long path. I'm at my most favorite place; the woods. I come here to get away from everyone, everyone hates me. I hear thes...
Open to criticism and commentary. This poem is about the way past mistakes turn into loose knit friendships.
A chilled breeze blew through my brunette hair as I walk down this abnormally long path. I'm at my most favorite place; the woods. I come here to get away from everyone, everyone hates me. I hear thes...
Open to criticism and commentary. This poem is about the way past mistakes turn into loose knit friendships.