I can taste the revolution on your skin 2016, adriana © (p #58- 040117)

❝ she won't be a damsel in distress nor will she be someone as important. but she'll be there to redress your wounds and swab every hurting scar clean. she'll scare the hell out of you, but she'll keep your demons at bay. she won't cry pretty, but at least she'll try to cry all of the guilt off. and she isn't that easy on the eyes but her words will cling to you like a battle armour, fending, protecting. she can be your savior if you let her. ❞ → #5 in poetry [12/28/19] → featured in 'Summer Workshop 2016' as 'Talk of the Workshop'

Hi dear readers, It's me, your lovely writer. Eyes wide open, Ears hear this then, coz I'm about to tell, Something that might ring a bell. Welcome, to my world of Ramdomness.

" All the world's a stage and all the men and women merely players; they have their exits and entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages" - William Shakespeare ********** || Oh, but this is all an act... ------------- March 18, 2016 #60 in Poetry

in which three am is a dull mass of grey matter. three words. three lines. thirty more tears.