I feed off of poetry like one might feed off of air.
It sustains me and gives me purpose.
It washes through my veins, through my eyes, through my ears, filling me up with words I never knew existed.
I feed off of poetry like one might feed off of air.
It sustains me and gives me purpose.
It washes through my veins, through my eyes, through my ears, filling me up with words I never knew existed.