- Reads 262
- Votes 56
- Parts 14
- Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Sep 03, 2016
❝ We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out. ❞ 『Random late night thoughts that spilled past my heart and soul and bled out of my pen. 』 -- I have pursued a different style from my other book of poems so check it out if you can. Highest rank: #282 in PoetryAll Rights Reserved
Table of contents
- ※Waves※Mon, Jun 5, 2017
- ※Running※Mon, Jun 5, 2017
- ※Gone※Mon, Jun 5, 2017
- ※Angel※Tue, Jun 6, 2017
- ※Candle※Tue, Jun 6, 2017
- ※Monster※Wed, Jun 7, 2017
- ※Lipstick※Fri, Jun 9, 2017
- ※Painting※Sun, Jun 11, 2017
- ※Flowers※Sun, Jun 11, 2017
- ※Chrysalism※Sun, Jun 18, 2017
- ※Puzzle※Mon, Jun 26, 2017
- ※Wings※Mon, Oct 9, 2017
- ※Hold Onto Me※Thu, Feb 8, 2018
- ※Pretty※Mon, Mar 5, 2018
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