With one word my mind tales a foreseen blow spiraling me down the rabbit hole unnoticed by the intended muse I hold my pieces in the background waiting for the final cue
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Words Better Unsaid
ŞiirThis a collection of almost all the poems I have written. I will be updating sporadically,it all depends on what I can unearth from my Facebook ramblings & present feelings.
The Dark Stop
With one word my mind tales a foreseen blow spiraling me down the rabbit hole unnoticed by the intended muse I hold my pieces in the background waiting for the final cue
