HerMeaningless words spill out of her mouth, and they scream. Her heartbeats louder than her whispers, and they know she is scared. She's got a name that's easy to forget, but a face that engraves in your mind. Her eyes melt your heart, and her smile leaves you breathless. Words will never explain her beauty. But everyone knows that angels are just demons in disguise. | Write Me A PoemIf I fill this page with quotes, Could I call it a poem? You all expect to hear, meaningful words. For me to pour out my heart and confess all my sins like I'm, drowning in inspiration and I've got stars in my eyes. Because the magic in my fingertips, moves the pen across the page, as I tell them all of my deepest, darkest thoughts. |