It's a summery day down in Santa Cruz Beach. The aroma of taffy and soft pretzels caresses our noses. The drinks are a tad overpriced so my friends and I are discreetly sipping on vodka and peach.
By Chelle5 years ago in Poets
I feel the rage It radiates from my heart and spreads like a scarlet ink stain Through the veins underneath my flesh From the ventricles pumping in the dark depths
