"to my father"
You’ve always been a hide tide
Colossal and fleeting
Able to leave so much destruction in your wake
And it’s almost morbid
How I obsess about you constantly
When I’m certain
You’ll be my demise
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Small Girl, Big World
ŞiirA collection of short poems that I wrote mostly during the summer of 2013. A majority of them have to do with things I've observed around me and not necessarily things I've been through.
