Poems from haileystarr
I love him so muchthe way his words fall off his tongue and hitmy haunted wispersthe way his demons play with mine,what cute little...
It feels like a heartbeat in your stomach.
An ache in your hand telling you stories,
Of why you have to move the lamp 3 inches left....
Bruises run across your cheek,
Bad smells follow, everything will reak,
Blood stains your carpet and runs down like a creek.
Falling to...