Poems from Kyra Lynn
Soaring as high as your body will take you
Turning on one leg like a top.
Constantly moving and changing
And who said you ever have to...
Eyes.
The pathway to the mind.
The gateway to the soul.
The eyes never lie
When your heart has bullet holes.
Brown, blue, green
Maybe a...
"I fucking hate you," I giggled as he pulled me onto his lap after saying some insulting thing to me. Even though it was an insult, I...