Published. every second was wasted, every line’s been read. well that was a bad move. I’m surely dead. time was underestimated but it was my actions that changed things and like cause and effect, time flew away, beating… Continue Reading →
I Am a Poem I am all alone. I wonder if people can get over fears they have. I hear screaming. I see the bright sun. I want someone to care for me. I am all alone. I pretend I… Continue Reading →
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