Poems from Grace.S
Now see this body is a sanctuary
Not because of looks but because of what it does for me in poetry
My mouth is a force of its own and my...
Now see this body is a sanctuary
Not because of looks but because of what it does for me in poetry
My mouth is a force of its own and my...
Every Phone Call was another heart beat skipped
Just another thought my mind has to process
My heart just kept growing more and more muscle...