I feel them on my tongue
They itch to poor out
Let loose in a stream of ink and thoughts
I know they're there-
They never really leave
Then where, exactly,
Are my words?I'm sorry I haven't updated this book for- well, forever. The words just weren't coming.
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Memories | A Collection of Poems
PoetryA collection of poems about life, loss, and love.