Old Work
1 poem
I wrote took peoples advice and made a much longer poem that is (hopefully) much better.
That morning I woke up late and rushed to school without eating anything. I got there, as it turns out, in plenty of time to meet my boyfriend Chris. He ...
I just re-edited this, I do not know if it is better or worse so give it all you got!
[size=50]My body is my tombI am my own foreseeable doomI used to know how to feelBut instead I choose to stealMy own soul and sell it for cocaineI used to ...
In a costume of white trimming and rippling fabric, Dancing to the rhythmic beat of thunder across an ashen set A ballet of chaotic magnificence takes place
You want me all neatly tied with a pretty pink bow Crisp little corners, smooth, clean, easy. All smiles and hellos, Greetings and humble wit. Thank you's and I couldn't ...
Intended to be spoken, regarding the my thoughts around living quietly.