May 2013
Darling we are balanced precariously high,
And with feet as clumsy as a child's
I'm afraid we won't survive
And with feet as clumsy as a child's
I'm afraid we won't survive
i suppose i should expand on this poem.. but for now dont want to ruin it. i feel like its one of the better ones ive written despite how short it is. one day ill add to it but i like how it is for now...
