A poetry collection treasuring poetries of love

I had become a leftover. I am nothing more than a plate of food he forgets about, And soon he will dispose of me. He comes to me when he is hungry for love, I feed him hoping he'll stay, But he leaves. Because that's all I am to him, Just a leftover.

(If you come across this book, please give it a read. Thank you!) another collection of poetry by me.

❝Because our world is full of mystifying surprises.❞ Just a small town girl sharing her words with the big wide world.

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 ♡

poetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry

"this is your kind of story. no one is the good guy-- no one is the bad guy-- the blame shifts from monster to monster and in this place everyone bares their teeth." [featured. highest ranking: #6 in poetry.]