F White  

1986 -   
This is the only way I know to clean out my head. I've been writing poetry since I was about 9. Never stopped. Never wanted ... Read more
like  
just  
know  
eyes  
want  
time  
feel  
way  
love  
away  
right  
heart  
face  
life  
night  
little  
things  
need  
cold  
inside  
maybe  
make  
look  
lost  
lips  
hold  
wind  
there's  
really  
hands  
hair  
water  
light  
day  
fall  
hand  
matter  
world  
walk  
soft  
long  
help  
place  
pain  
start  
door  
line  
turn  
til  
left  
 
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