My honesty poem: Izabella Davis I was born into a crazy family! That makes me crazier. I don’t know how to live a perfect life…
Leave a CommentMy honesty poem: Izabella Davis I was born into a crazy family! That makes me crazier. I don’t know how to live a perfect life…
Leave a CommentThe slight tint of recognition Your eyes begin to gleam A smile brims between perked cheeks A stunning sight to be seen Your gaze…
Leave a CommentGood-bye, my friend Thanks for the memories Of waiting by the phone Until the end of the day And making an excuse that you had…
2 CommentsSo that you shall be blessed I pray more than you are aware For you because you are A friend of many friends. May age…
Leave a CommentMany-hued pubs bid me welcome As would friends on the street And so does Cromwell Bridge Where long ago we first met. I see the…
Leave a CommentShe wanted to kiss me otherwise she was fine she was just the girl next door before her trials began one night our moms…
Leave a CommentDon’t let the world hurt you For they will do it because of me They never understand my way of thinking Nor do you However,…
1 CommentStranger conversations, oh how they begin, With a smile, a nod, or a friendly grin. Two strangers meet, eyes lock in curiosity, And start talking,…
Leave a CommentIn the depths of my heart, a fire burns bright A flame that flickers, casting shadows in the night It’s fueled by the love that…
Leave a Commentat that tender age when one still believed openly bleeding wounds make for devotion cut skin, draw blood, covenanting together all through the years of…
1 CommentI will miss you More than you know Like a good idea When you can’t get It out of your head You don’t want to…
Leave a CommentThere is a tree on a hill, it stands alone, and its roots run deep. Through the many seasons, storms, and rain, it remains still.…
Leave a Comment“Sharing is caring”, or so they say. I have an orange, but rather than eat it all on my own, I offer you some before…
Leave a CommentDear Friend, Broken, alone. The days full of rain. There is no sunshine. Will the downpour end? Floods covers me from head to sole. Wind…
Leave a CommentWalking with her I found her soul, Talking to her I looked inside her soul, It seemed happy, it seemed bit cold, Don’t know what’s…
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