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kiwi_the_gr8_

What can I say? I love to write poetry. I also enjoy listening to music, just chilling, drawing, reading, and I LOVE fruit.

2 / 5 ( 2 votes )

The longer I stare, the more I care when your hands intertwine.

But why, my darling Georgia boy, can’t they be holding mine?

1.3 / 5 ( 3 votes )

They said you could be anything, But when we answered, They told us to stop being so naive.

Expecting us to not say something, To believe what they said.

The only problem is that we did.

3.3 / 5 ( 3 votes )

I used to wear my heart on my sleeve or held it by my side.

But times have changed, and things rearranged,

And now its not out, but inside.