Poems from EmilyCohen47
His hands were blades
He had no problems pressing them into me
I knew it would hurt but I stayed
No one has ever touched me so deep
...
His hands were blades
He had no problems pressing them into me
I knew it would hurt but I stayed
No one has ever touched me so deep
...
His hands were blades
He had no problems pressing them into me
I knew it would hurt but I stayed
No one has ever touched me so deep
...