A Hundred Roses
And suddenly, I couldn't tell anymore if it was me the one reading her words or her words were the ones that kept reading my soul
And suddenly, I couldn't tell anymore if it was me the one reading her words or her words were the ones that kept reading my soul
And a little taste of mind games.... 'Oh what a manipulator' I'd congratulate.... "Cause no one can do it like me" I'd say. ❄❄❄❄❄❄❄❄ Well..... My poetry book..... If you dare please go ahead.... Oh but please watch your head.... 🌹
but what became of the boy whose dreams were carried on broken angel wings?
Dear Reader, I'm usually inspired to write poetry when I'm in some of the darkest of places, but he thematic elements of the poems may vary. You might find that some works are pessimistic, while others carry a hopeful undertone. However you decide to interpret my figurative language, I want you to take away from it so...
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lo·cu·tion ləˈkyo͞oSH(ə)n/ (n.) " a particular form of expression;" 《 a collection of poems and prose. 》 highest rank - #7 in Poetry ♡ #3 in Prose ♡