Bree
My Angel,
Look at where Second Chances got us.
In this Beautiful Yet Cruel World,
It danced with us
And spat its worst,
Still we waltz in an oblivious twirl,
Not knowing the steps.
Or the ABC's of Love
A Collection of Poetry
With Glass hearts caught In Life's Nets.
So Dear Love ,
I know you not, But I'd imagine you'd be
what I feel towards mY crazy siblings
And To the young soul whose gonna break My Walls Down.
YOU ARE READING
The Hum Of Existence
PoetryThere's not much to tell, Except I Have much to say. And I Will everyday, So I've Learned & managed to express , A little more in a lot Less.
