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Oct 2019 · 162
Note 227:
Vic Oct 2019
It's like I'm losing control of time,
And my mind is dissapearing.
A poem every day.
28-10-19
Oct 2019 · 174
Hey
Vic Oct 2019
Hey
Maybe this will make you feel better,
Maybe it won't.
I tried my best,
I love you.
~

I love you, you know that right?
But, I get that that won't make you feel less bad.
I wish I could guide you out of this world that you're in.
I don't want you to live like that

You're taken away into another world,
Thrown far away in another dimention.
But there is no road back this time.
Back there, ahead is your only direction.

Your head fills with mist and dread.
A strange, dark colour white.
You have no control over your head anymore,
And your thoughts start to ignite.

There is no way of escaping,
This once so ordinary life.
But I'll try to help you, guide you.
And save you, with all my words, and a little strife.

Together we will get there, for sure.
But the question is, where is there?
Is that here, on this planet?
Or somwhere outside the atmosphere?

I'll fly with you, and fight the wars.
And maybe we'll find your thoughts behind.
Hidden next to all the stars,
Something good, like inside your mind.

So I decided to look behind all the planets,
And I found the most beautiful thing.
I found love right in a box.
So why need something to prove it, like a ring?

I'll give all the love to you,
If you let me. Someday.
Just promise me one thing.
Even if your mind is not here, stay?

I'll give you the moon and the stars,
And all the constellations.
Maybe they won't be perfect,
But at least there's some figurations.

I love you so, so much.
And I'd give you the stars, and everything around it.
Until I realised they were hidden,
Inside your eyes and in your mind.
Dissociating *****, but I still love you. Wether you're in this world, or somewhere inside your mind. I'll hold you until you return from your own world, and who knows what we will find.
Oct 2019 · 134
Title
Vic Oct 2019
The darkest black wasn't dark enough,
So he decided blood red would be better.
Oct 2019 · 213
Non-Stop
Vic Oct 2019
War    -    New York
War    -    New York

After the war,
I went back to New York.

Studies, Law.
Practice Law.

                                                           ­           B
                                                    ­      M
                                                I
       ­                                 L
Alexander Hamilton began to       C                                

How to account for his rise to the   Top?
Man, the man is...
Non-Stop

Are you aware that we're making History.?          
(history has it's eyes on us)                                                

Why
N       ­                                    do                           ­                    N
O                                          ­ you                                             O
N                                      assume                                            N
-                                        you're                                             -
S           ­                                the                              ­                 S
T                                       smarte­st                                         T
O                   ­                        in                                       ­        O
P                                           the                                              P
                         ­              room? (where it happened)

Why do you write like you're running out of time?
Write day and night like you're running out of time?
Ev'ry day you fight, like you're running out of time.

Non-stop

I practiced law,                                          
                  ­               I practically
                                      perfected it

I
was
chosen
for
the
C o n s t i t u t i o n a l   c o n v e n t i o n


Alexander?                                                   ­                                       
                         ­                                                            Aaron burr, sir.
It's the middle of the night.                                                           ­     
                                                           ­                        Can we confer, sir?
Is this a legal matter?                                                          ­                
                                                ­                    Yes, and it's important to me.
What do you need?                                                            ­                
                                                      Burr, you're a better lawyer than me.
Okay.              

Burr, we studied and we fought and we killed
For the notion of a nation we now get to build
For once in your life, take a stand with pride
I don't understand how you stand to the side

w a i t   f o r   i t

Sailing > London.
Write
A n g e l i c a

The fact that you're alive is a miracle,
Just stay alive, that would be  e n o u g h.

25-5-29-51

How do you write like tomorrow won't arrive?
How do you write like you need it to survive?
How do you write ev'ry second you're alive?


Treasury                             or                                    State


I have to leave                              
                         Alexander...


Look around, Look around
H e l p l e s s
He will never be statisfied
That would be  e n o u g h
History has it's eyes on you

I AM NOT THROWING AWAY
MY SHOT






So what did I miss?
Have you read this?
Oct 2019 · 166
More than survive
Vic Oct 2019
C-c-c- c'mon
C-c-c- c'mon
Go
Go

I just want to survive

(It's from Japan...)                                                        ­                                      


Take                
The
             Bus
Or              
Walk
                    Instead

I feel my stomach filling up with
d r e a d

I wish I had the skill
To just be fine
And cool
And C h i l l


                                                            ­              I don't wanna be a HERO


I follow my own  r u l e s                                                                ­
Have my own  t o o l s                                                                ­

I just wanna survive


Dangerous.                                                      ­                                              
Navigate.         ­                Halls.


~Christine~
Christine
C h r i s t i n e


                         Micheal?



It's a sign up sheet for getting called
GAY


~[-=*^}
At least it's     ...progress

C'mon                                            
Mo­re than
                                                            ­         Survive
I was just tryna get to my lo-
Oct 2019 · 321
Ex-Wives
Vic Oct 2019
Catherine of Aragon                                                           ­            Divorced
Anne Boleyn                                                           ­                        Beheaded
Jane Seymour                                                          ­                                Died
Anna of Cleves                                                           ­                     Divorced
Catherine Howard                                                           ­              Beheaded
Catherine Parr                                                             ­                     Survived


Now we're Ex-Wives                                  


History's about to get                  

O v e r t h r o w n                                                                ­        


Let me tell you a story
Tha you think you've heard before                                  

Now we're, ex-wives


Divorced                                            ­                                            
Beheaded          ­                                                            
Died                                                          ­  
Divorced                                
Beheaded                
Survived

Welcome to the show,                                    
To The                                                    
H i s t o r e m i x                                            

Switching up the flow as we add the prefix                  

Everybody knows that we used to be six wives            
  

Get your hands up get this party   b u z z i n g            
You want a queen bee, well there's half a dozen            


Everybody knows that we used to be six wives
But now we're ex-wives


One                                                 ­                                       
Two                                                             ­                           
Three                                                           ­                           
Four                                 ­                                                       
Five     ­                                                                 ­                  
Six                                                           ­         

Ex-Wives
Can we all agree that I'm the 10 amongst these 3's?
Vic Oct 2019
Hey folks,                                                           ­                                   

                            ­                        Begging your pardon?


            Die                                      ­                      
                               You're all
                                gonna        

Die                                                          ­                        

    You're all gonna
                                                           ­                                     Die



                   ­    The whole being dead thing...                                              


You're
doomed
E n j o y the
sining
And if I hear your C e l l p h o n e
ringing

I'll                      ****                  yo­u              m y s e l f




The whole ~"Being dead"~ thing.

G                                               Brutal truth,                                                
I                                          Hitlist,             ­                                     
A                                     Christmas,                                        
N                                   Triscuits,                                      
T                               Statistics.                                
SNAKE                                                           ­                           



Every show I do like a TON of
c   o   k   e

Jesus, pass the
d   r   a   m   a   m   i   m   e


Bla                                                         ­                                                Bla
Bible
Jesus
M
A
G
I
*C




Seriously though, this is a (show?) about
DEATH


And on a certain date, the universe kills you.
That's the thing with life
No-one makes it out alive



God I hope you're ready for a
(Show?) about
Death.


                                                I do this ******* like eight times a week,
You're gonna be fine.                            



God I hope you're ready                                                            ­                  
for a (show?) about



                                                        ­                                           DEATH
Don't end yourself, Defend yourself
Oct 2019 · 167
Note 226:
Vic Oct 2019
School used to be a bad place, you know?
Homework, stress, and people.
People lie, gossip, and hate.
But then I met you,
And things changed.
School used to be a bad place,
But with the people I am with now,
School is home.
I am home.
A poem every day.
27-10-19
Oct 2019 · 217
Wait (for it, maybe?)
Vic Oct 2019
My Theodosia,


Love                                                                                       Life­

    doesn't                                                                   
         discriminate                                  

Between the
Sinners~
and the
~Saints


It        

                        takes

and it
  
                       takes

and it
  
                          takes

And we keep

loving                                                       ­                living

a n y w a y s



we


Laugh and we cry                                                           Rise and we fall

And
we
break

And we make our mistakes.

And If there's a reason I'm still alive, when everyone who loves me has died, then I'm willing to wait for it.


wait for it                                                           

wait for it

                                                            ­                    wait for it

Mom,
Dad,
Grandpa.

When they died, they left no instructions,
just a
legacy
to protect.

(What is a legacy?)

Hamilton's pace is relentless,
But some day he'll be tired.
And the only thing the world will hear,
Is a gunshot being fired.

...

wait..!

...
If I waited just a bit longer, I'd seen the world was wide enough, for both Hamilton and me.
Oct 2019 · 282
All I wanna know, for ever.
Vic Oct 2019
I don't know how or why,

But who am I that I should get to              ~hold                        you?


All I've ever known is how to hold my own                                                  
But now I wanna hold you, too.                        


You hold me tight,

And there's                                                          ­                            
    s u n l i g h t                                        
All around me.

You make me forget how dark the world gets sometimes.

Promise me                                                               ­                                   


the                      w­ i n d                                      


Will never change on us

As long as we stay with eachother,                              

It
will      
always                
be                                    
like                                                  

this
I love you
Oct 2019 · 297
Barricade Boy (1)
Vic Oct 2019
I catched a glimpse of you,
Running through the moonlight.
You climbed the barricades again,
Because you fight day and night.

I didn't see your face that night,
But I know you looked beautiful.
And even though there's chaos here,
You made my world feel peaceful

I see you standing there, every day,
Waving the big red flag.
But you're so far ahead of it.
It's not the revolution, it's me, that you outdrag,

I see you fight here all the time,
And I get filled with pride.
So as long as we'll stand on the barricade together,
We don't have to hide.

You are my barricade boy,
And the revolution is ours.
And someday we'll fill the world,
With black and red flowers
Enjoltaire is OTP
Vic Oct 2019
Your eyes hold skies,
And there is no limit.
          You look back at me,                                                              ­              
And I know, I'm                                                           
 Helpless        

I want to drown in your voice,                      
When you tell me I'm yours

I'll fight every war in the world for you,                                                    
If you let me look into those

intelligent eyes                      

I'll write you a letter every day,
Because every day,
I get a little more
Helpless                                  
~
Then you walked in and my heart went BOOM.
Vic Oct 2019
~
'What if this bullet is my legacy?
If I throw away my shot, is this how you remember me?


The world is wide enough,
For our love to be.
Just you and me.


Rise up.
We can fight the world together.

Time's up.
At least I spent this forever with you.

Wise up.
You taught me what love was.

Eyes up.
As long as I can stare into your eyes, I will lock my eyes every time.


What if this love is the only thing left?

What
if
these
words
were
our
legacy?

What is a legacy?

Sometimes I catch a glimpse of the other side.
You let me make a difference.
We'll tell our story,
And we won't need to hide.

  
                 Un                                                             ­                                
              Deux                                                                       ­
         Trois                                               
Quatre                 
            Cinq      
              ­       Six
                                   Sept
                                                 Huit
  ­                                                              Ne­uf


I'll see you on the other side, Mon amour.
If you know, then you know.
We both know what we know.
Oct 2019 · 102
It doesn't have to be easy
Vic Oct 2019
Honestly, there's just one thing I need right now. Just us two, in one of those small, empty diners with those pink/red and blue neon signs. Being able to talk about stuff. Sad stuff, and happy stuff. Mostly good stuff. To steal your breath somehwere on a park bench and being able to hold your hand in public. I just want a simple life with you.
Vic Oct 2019
If there was one thing I could wish for,
Just one thing, for a day.
I'd wish a thousand million seconds,
So you could always stay

I'd wish with you for just one night,
To watch the sunset in those perfect eyes.
Watch the skies turn paint white, pink and yellow,
Just kiss me, and the time flies.

Hold my hand,
And stare with me into the abyss.
I'll hold you back if you let go,
We both wonder how far down it is.

The sun sparkles on your face,
As your head rests on my thighs.
And I know I'll always have your love,
Under some very cloudy skies.
Vic Oct 2019
Your eyes shine like the early evening stars,
And your lips are shaped perfectly like the pink clouds.
You skin is full of wounds and scars.
I don't think I'm the only one who knows their whereabouts.
No words will describe your "beauty"
As I see it through my eyes.
I thought love was never-lasting
But eternal words exist, a poem never dies.
The early sun hits you sour,
Like the walking hours dew.
Even though you were prettier than the flower,
Still, the ravens flew.
what the ****
Oct 2019 · 130
Note 224:
Vic Oct 2019
Every day I doubt if I'm still a poet,
But then I look at you again, and I know it.
My purpose is to write in life,
So I look at your eyes, and take another dive.
The sea of words is high and wide,
But your eyes make the sea go tide.
A poem every day.
25-20-19
Oct 2019 · 274
Myth
Vic Oct 2019
Orpheus has Eurydice.
And I ask you,
Will you be that for me?

Together, we can feel.
We don't have to be a myth,
It can be real.
I'd walk to Hadestown and back for you, mon amour.
Oct 2019 · 964
Note 223:
Vic Oct 2019
Maybe our letters will be published one day too,
And we'll get a place in history together.
You deserve a place in history, in my history.
I want to remember this, forever.
A poem every day.
Vic Oct 2019
So that was a month already, huh?
A month of just being able to love you.
A month of being able to stare into those perfect eyes,
that are filled with love and sparkle blue.

So it's been a month, it sounds so long.
It really does feel like forever.
Yet I still remember it like yesterday.
I didn't know your pronouns, thinking "If only I could have her."

A month is a long time when you love someone,
And I'm really thankful I spent that month loving you every day.
Because now I don't have to worry anymore,
If I lose you, or if you'll stay.

It still feels like we got together moments ago,
And it feels like it's been like this all along.
And for the first time in a long while,
I feel like this won't end in wrong.

I love you, and I can't say anything else, but thank you.
Thank you, for loving me too.
:)
Happy anniversary mon amour.
Oct 2019 · 164
Note 222:
Vic Oct 2019
Every day's a guess
A poem every day.
23-10-19
Vic Oct 2019
Then you said;
"Chaos is better than an unknown peace."
So I have only one question right now.
Will you dive into the middle of the storm with me?
In the eye of a hurricane, there is quiet,
For just a moment, a yellow sky.
Let there be all our chaos around us.
I'll be okay with you by my side.
Let it rush and stream,
Destroy everything and the wind flow.
We might only hear the quiet,
But we won't view the world through a window.
We'll be right in the middle of all there is,
And we won't need to hide it.
Oct 2019 · 115
Love, I guess
Vic Oct 2019
I knew what love was,
But I didn't realise I never felt it, until you held me.
And love is different for every person,
But I'd wanna feel it with you.

Love is making flower crowns in the school break and putting them on each other's head.
(the flower crowns were just pretty, weren't they?)

Love is not really knowing, but it's okay, because you're with me.
(even though it was just a 'comforting friendship')

Love is staying at school until 5PM, and getting home too late, just so we could spend some time together.
(time we didn't know would make the difference)

Love is skipping class together, and hang out in the hallways.
(that's what normal people do, right?)

Love is laughing so hard that the teachers walking past wonder why we're crying in the hallway
(but weren't we just good friends back then?)

Love is doubting if you should maybe text the other, while they were waiting for it on the other side.
(but deleted texts don't count as actual texts, do they?)

Love is writing poems and poems while having no idea what you're writing, because you want to make the other happy.
(it's just not love if you don't read them)

Love is trying not to say "I love you," because you're not supposed to say that.
(if we don't admit to loving one another, we don't, do we?)

Love is drawing awful bathroom graffiti and being sad because the janitor cleaned off our huge "LIN-MANUEL MIRANDA"
(that was just casual fun right?)

Love is hugging each other almost every morning, because depression is a killer
(friends are there to comfort you, aren't they?)

Love is writing essays on how beautiful you are, or why you deserve love, because I felt like poetry wasn't enough.
(you didn't read the poems anyway)

Love is, I don't know. It doesn't matter. I can feel it when I'm with you, and that's the most important thing right now. As long as you want to feel that with me too, we're going to be okay.

I love you
How did we not know it was love back then?
Oct 2019 · 124
Note 221:
Vic Oct 2019
The thing that hurts the most, to realise, is that no matter how much I love you, and how much I tell you that, it won't change the fact that you want to end yourself. I am powerless, and that's pretty awful, because not a lot of people want you to be okay more than I do, and I can't do anything about it. I'm sorry for that
A poem every day.
22-10-19

I'm sorry, I didn't know what to write. I thought of this last night, and my inspiration is gone, so here we are.
Oct 2019 · 211
Note 220:
Vic Oct 2019
BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY
FREDDIE MERCURY
GAY
~ Amaryllis
A poem every day.
21-10-19
Oct 2019 · 229
Note 213:
Vic Oct 2019
Even if I did live in my head,
You'd still be there.
Whenever I'm scared, I remind myself that you wouldn't want me to be scared, so then I remember;
I know that I'll be okay anywhere.
A poem every day.
14-10-19
Oct 2019 · 302
Note 212:
Vic Oct 2019
I'm sorry for the poems that were delayed,
I was on a journey far away.
A poem every day.
13-10-19


(The rest will be posted soon)
Oct 2019 · 120
Note 219:
Vic Oct 2019
I didn't know if I was safe,
But you had a way with words.
They didn't even need to rhyme,
Because they were yours,
And that's what mattered.
A poem every day.
20-10-19
Oct 2019 · 207
Note 218:
Vic Oct 2019
I used to think you were just beautiful,
I didn't know you at all.
And I stil don't know you now.
But for your mind, I did fall.
A poem every day.
19-10-19


You were just pretty, until I fell in love with a mind.
Oct 2019 · 205
Note 217:
Vic Oct 2019
Yes, I can write forever about you.
But pens run out of ink sometimes.
A poem every day.
18-10-19
Oct 2019 · 210
Note 216:
Vic Oct 2019
My phone clock said it's 18:0011
And I wondered if I traveled back in time.
But then I realised, once again,
You can only do that after midnight.
A poem every day.
17-10-19
Oct 2019 · 179
Note 215:
Vic Oct 2019
I dreamt that I kissed you last night,
But I wasn't sad when I woke up.
Because seing you in real life is just like a dream,
Like the dreams I lived were real.
A poem every day.
16-10-19
Oct 2019 · 154
Note 214:
Vic Oct 2019
[20/10/19: 20:04] Me: okay so I'm kind of proud of myself. I just showered normally, and shaved without having the urge to self-harm. Like, I held the razor blade against my wrist and I could just say "I don't want this anymore." So I'm kinda happy. There are still strech marks and scars on my underarm, but they're fading, and in a few weeks/months they're going to be (almost) completely gone :) You probably don't care that much and I text you too much stuff, but I thought this might make you a little happy.
A poem every day.
15-10-19
Oct 2019 · 371
Note 211:
Vic Oct 2019
And then I came out
A poem every day.
12-10-19
Oct 2019 · 124
Note 210:
Vic Oct 2019
I love you,
Whoever you are reading this.
I love you,
Take care of yourself.
A poem every day.
11-10-19
Oct 2019 · 296
Note 209:
Vic Oct 2019
Words fail
A poem every day.
10-10-19
Oct 2019 · 459
Note 208:
Vic Oct 2019
I will follow you to heaven,
If you come with me to hell.
A poem every day.
09-10-19
Oct 2019 · 202
Dear [Deadname], (5)
Vic Oct 2019
Hey. Here's another letter kinda thing. Been writing these a lot lately. In my mind, never on paper. I don't really know how to explain what I feel anymore. It's like, I have this sense of feeling? Like I know that they're here, but I just can't seem to find them? Like I can see someone else in front of me, while knowing that they are a person with feelings and thoughs, but not being able to recognise them. Not being able to see the person standing there. Like I can see all of it, but not knowing that it's there. It kinda scares me, in a way. Like I see myself, but not me. Like I see something I was, that people still see as me. I don't know anymore. I've been trying to get my feelings out, and I still am, I just don't succeed often. This is seemingly the only way to get out whatever I'm thinking or feeling. Which is a lot, but also nothing at the same time. I feel lost, so incredibly lost. The world's passing me by and I'm behind a ******* window trying to reach it, but I can't. I never did. I just taught people how to communicate with me through that stupid barrier. It never went away. But if people don't come close to you they won't notice that, so it's fine I guess. And then you came in and smashed the entire thing with a ******* hammer. I wasn't used to opening up to people, especially not people who understand. But, I'm glad I did, and glad that you are here to listen. I don't open up to people much. Been botteling these emotions since 2006, so it's hard to open the bottle now. But I'm trying, and I can't thank you enough for being there with me. Thank you, so much. I love you, bye.
Idk how to tag these anymore, enjoy
Oct 2019 · 379
Note 207:
Vic Oct 2019
I won't ask,
I already know.
I love to talk to you,
But not about this trauma though.
A poem every day.
08-10-19
Oct 2019 · 324
Dear [Deadname], (4)
Vic Oct 2019
So my brain thought of another stupid thing;  "You don't deserve to hurt this way. You don't deserve to hurt at all. So please, let me in. I will help protect you from yourself. You've been there so many times, I don't want you to fall." And it's true. I don't know if I will be able to fix you with poetry and stupid nursery rhymes, but I will try. I don't think I'll be able to fix you at all. Maybe I am, who knows? I'll always try. Will you just let me in? Not only in your mind, not only in your words, but in your heart? I want to help you with every bit that I can. And, I get that's not enough. My words will never be enough. But, I will try. So please give me the chance to? That would be enough. Whatever horrible things it are that you're feeling, I will try to understand them. To understand them, and to help you get them away. Because you don't deserve to feel bad. You don't and you never did. And I get that my words will never be good enough to live up to your expectations, but please, please. Will you give me a chance? I love you, I really do. So let me help you, let me in. It doesn't have to be soon, it doesn't have to go fast. But remember that whenever you need me, I'll be there waiting. Waiting with all my words. To make you feelbetter, even in the slightest way.
I don't know what this is but I just typed it and here we go
Oct 2019 · 218
Title
Vic Oct 2019
I just apologise for everything I guess.
They call it "the result of trauma"
I like to think I'm just a very out-of-myself person
Oct 2019 · 354
Note 206:
Vic Oct 2019
I will wait for you whenever,
But when you let go, know,
That I will do so too.
A poem every day.
07-10-19
Oct 2019 · 228
Rich
Vic Oct 2019
I could send you so many love declarations, but I'm not good at writing conclusions. I could write an essay about how beautiful you are, but I'm not good at making points. I could write so many songs about you, but I'm not really the best with music. I might write way too much poetry for you, but that doesn't mean I can make all the words rhyme. I might not be the best at showing you that I care, but I'm trying. I really am. Loving is quite difficult for me, but you are here. So, I will try. I want to try, because I care about you. Because I love you.
*We Know playing in the background*
Oct 2019 · 229
Note 205:
Vic Oct 2019
You can't raise Hell with a saint.
A poem every day.
06-10-19
Oct 2019 · 141
Title
Vic Oct 2019
"I want to give so much to you,
How much can you give go me?"

"You are a crowd,
all on your own."

"You left me lonely, with nothing
But your flower crown."

"Sometimes I wish I could drown into my own eyes, until I looked into yours."

"I heard you laughing,
And I wished I was a part of it."

I'm trying to be better, but this world won't let me. The real change is you, and what you do to me."

"When my time comes, will you go to hell with me, or will you wait patiently for heaven?"

"When I look into your eyes, I see a lot of things. But mostly, the endless possibility of love."

"It's always quiet in my head,
Except when I'm with you."

"With you I'm the most vunerable.
But I will never break when you're with me."

"I've looked into your eyes a lot of times,
But I already knew I was ******* the first time."

"If the end of the world was here. Of we had five more minutes. Would you panic, hide? Run for you life? Or stand here and spend them with me?"

"The world is slowly fading, but I can see you becomming clearer and brighter every day."

"You're the song stuck in my head,
And it's a **** sad song baby."

"I'm broken. I'm a person in a thousand pieces. And you are the one who puts them all together."

"I love you. I don't understand how, but it's the only way I know."

"Your world is darker than mine,
And I'll try to light it up with every piece that I have."

"You make me realise a little bit more every day that love can be a good thing."
I love you *******.
Love yourself too, a little bit.
Oct 2019 · 274
Note 204:
Vic Oct 2019
I don't have a poem today, but I do have this video that got sent in the group chat.

https://youtu.be/Qp5apTvlHt4

(Thanks to @Amaryllis for the vid ;)
A poem every day.
05-10-19
Oct 2019 · 176
Note 203:
Vic Oct 2019
I don't do don't don't disundisdisagreen'tn't
A poem every day.
04-10-19
Oct 2019 · 176
Note 202:
Vic Oct 2019
"You make me realise a little bit more every day that love can be a good thing."
A poem every day.
03-10-19
Oct 2019 · 152
Note 201:
Vic Oct 2019
Sorry, the wifi was down.
The missing notes will be posted today.
A poem every day.
02-10-19
Oct 2019 · 167
Note 200:
Vic Oct 2019
Thank you!!??!
I'm so happy.
A poem every day.
01-10-19
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