Like a bambi staring into the headlights coming right towards you, and you stand still frozen in place.
I hit the breaks, but it's too late...
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I already wrote a poem called bambi eyes in the headlight on my other poetry collection Dear Light In The Sky.
However, this is an outtake from my story My Beginning & The End: Where the road led [REWRITTEN]. There are around 7 chapers published. It has taken me months and a lot of procrastination to finally finish the book, which I have yet to do. I'm on the last chapter, though!
Also, if anyone else is a writer on here, do you also have trouble with the app always changing the layout of the text?
I'm always having an issue with it, which is why it is taking me FOREVER to publish just one chapter.
YOU ARE READING
Life Beneath The Words At Play
PoesieMy poetry is only to fill blank pages. You decide how to color it in. That meaning, you can interpret the poems the way you want. I only put the words together, and you decide the rest :) Yet another poem dump for my unorganized mess that is my poe...
