Sure I did.Mature

I fell asleep because it was all I could do.

because late at night all I can think of is the girl with gashes on her arms and trouble in her eyes.

Because I don't get inspired much anymore.....
Unless she's there.

She is a girl you write poetry about.

and I do. The single smile she cracks in a day is the one when she finds one of my poems in her bag.

Her name is Onley, the girl with trouble in her eyes.
And she is beautiful.


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