Poems from Julia3
My body aches for something I think doesn't even exsist
And if it did I'd take it
Because I'm tired of not taking things
The hardest part of walking away
was knowing that they weren't coming back
And when it was over
I had never wanted something so bad in my...
There is a place
Where I go
To escape
But it is not called home
When I get off the bus I walk just a little too slow
And I think the...