Poetry is not a hobby but an escape.
I simply surf the waves of life an try my hardest not to be dragged under.
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Stories by Krezz
The Girl On The Other Side
She stares back at me
I hate her
I Bear The Secret Of The Ocean
A freezing night, a colder memory...
Out Of Sight
What is after life, does love die with the body?
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