moon and stars
A collection of poems created at 2:00 in the morning when my brain refuses to let me sleep.
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A collection of poems created at 2:00 in the morning when my brain refuses to let me sleep.
"I remember how you would carry my laugh bundled up in your arms softly, like a whisper or a storm." This is a collection of poetry that explores the meaning of love, loss and letting go. It is the perfect companion for a rainy afternoon or a tender heart.
A piece of soul in ink, and unto the paper it spilled. A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind.