Stagnation pools where the foundation cracks
Spills from the sides
dribbles over the top of her head
encasing,
plaguing,
Like liquid gold,
Down her face,
Till the boys with bated breath
Seeking her parted pilgrims,
Mistake it for honey.
- A.G
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Bloom.
Teen Fictiona collection of words ( memoir?) heavy edged with emotion and gently laced with confession. Somewhat encapsulated in the form of poems. Some mine, some not. inspired by literature, songs, real realities and fabricated/alternative ones.
