In my dreams I have heard shattering screams
Yet in my mornings, my tears were never redeemed.Have you heard the expression "Earth shattering scream?"
Which of my nerves could you possibly redeem?Like I stated before
have you heard my earth shattering screamsEach morning at sunrise,
I wake with your pain in the palm of my hands.
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A Strangely Wrapped Gift.
PoetryA Strangely wrapped gift is for the hopeless who need a friend for their late night talks. It's a book made with love. It's simply a documentation of struggles, and triumph, a celebration of daily life and living. The poetry living within pages tell...