ghosts
We never know who we are when we wake up.
I am barely me;
You are barely you-
Just shadows dancing in
The darkness of the moon.
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Hi folks! I'm back for the moment. Writers block and school are getting the best of me. (ps. I love you all more than you know <3)
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songs we sang on sundays
Poetrya random collection of original poems by yours truly about love, depression, god, and all things teen angst. feel free to give critiques (kindly please). I haven't shared these with many people and I want to get better at this craft I love so dearly...
