En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement avr. 05, 2020
Just some poems. Most of these I had written years ago during adolescence. Some I had turned into songs. All are important to me.
This isn't the best description.
...I suppose I'll write something better later.
Old "poems" of the young boy. These are garbage and cliché. If you have found your way here, I do not recommend reading, unless you are truly curious to see where I came from. The subject matter is sensitive, often hypothetical, and as far as I remember, less than brutal. These are works of hope, fragmented memories, and a heart that tried to heal, though never broken.