"convise" poems
I've been looking left and right
And in between the lines.
****** in Paradise or at least I've convinced myself
But there must be something wrong
Why can't I feel this good sober?
I like to convise myself that it doesn't take over me
I Know I never saw this in my visions
I had vision of being independent
Abundance and joy
How can I have dreams with no feelings g?
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 8:33 PM UTC