Poems by Natasha "rayne"

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  • My feelings for you feel from my heart like the...
    all my respect for you was lost, when you chose...

  • I sit here on the bus
    the guy who sits next to me in geometry, sits not...

  • I stand here
    I watch a man who stood from his seat at a bus...

  • Blind (1)

    How can you be so blind?
    how can you not see...

  • Paint (1)

    Do you see paint on me?
    good...

  • I love the way you talk
    i love the way you walk, such vanity of who you...

  • The eyes owned by the women on her deathbed.
    they are my own...

  • I thought id never care for someone so much
    i believe you dont know what you've got till its...

  • The sweet smell of morning dew
    the cold air refreshes my face...