Poems by Jayme

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  • As I sit in the corner,
    Beliving every move is wrong...

  • I have always wanted to love you,
    Give you what you have never had...

  • The darkness flows in, taking over every insect in...

  • Sweet death,
    I crave your release from this world and every one...

  • She sat there, with her razor locked thight in her...
    * This was not meant to rhyme, it was more of an...