Trust me, you do not want to be close to her. I...
Her life is a collection of small obsessions...
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i swallowed your words and they...
The memory of him
tracing doodles of...
Loneliness
Overcame...
Cats!
Balls of fun...
I walk thru the woods and try to be silent So i...
Eyes tight shut, to block out the view,
Hand covered ears, to stop the noises getting...
Bring out all the storm clouds you forgot to leave...
we'll burn down the sunlight until it gets dark...
May be I'm broken
And I can no longer hold the light in me...
The dark pen sits awkwardly as I write,
like two lovers touching for the first time...
Burn my soul in silence;
watch me glint...
To write a story in free verse
is to let the prose in you go berserk...