IllusionA Poem by KJ Hernandez Maybe I *do* love. And maybe I shouldn't. Because I think I might be too intense. Borderline stalker-ish...
My wages for your thoughts,
A pound of flesh for a minute of your time; I'd give anything to make you mine. You are all I think and all I feel; I'd sell my soul to make you real. © 2013 KJ Hernandez |
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KJ HernandezCTAboutI...find it hard to talk to people. So if I don't really respond to comments, it's probably because I'm scared that people are noticing me. more..Writing
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