dreaming of goddesses, sunflowers and italian sunshine.
yet, every heaven has a hell under its surface.
write free, SomeFormOfWriting
miss you, LackingASocialLife
go be great, paperbird
Wrote this on the bus and asked R.j if I should publish this. She said yes.
First attempt at actual rhyming poetry since primary school. Let me know how I did!
Written By: Anha
October 31, 2018