The world spins around, darling
Like a Ferris wheel at sunset
Yet your eyes: they sing
I dive in and forget
One by one my worries disappear
Like morning mist
How ever did I have these fears?
Left dizzy when our souls kissed
Hey guys, I'm Mitch.
I spend my days in daydreams thinking about music, art, and of course: writing.
Though I love short stories and individual scenes, my favorite thing to write is poetry.
Though, I'm not sure if I'll ever be considered a prolific writer. I still write; because that is what it means to be a writer.
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