A P Q L S S W
O K D K E M I E I R J F
U T Y G H Z D A S D X M C N V B
They come out from my head, blewn out from my heart. I wish I could arrange those letters become many words and arrange those words into sentences. Then some lines would picture the way that I feel. GOSH. My brain doesn’t fix anything.
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment