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Poetry By On November 29, 2019

Picture Memories

I know you might think  that if he was out of the picture that you and I might still be in frame. But even without him we’d still be shattered glass on the floor. I’m sorry that shards of your heart are there too because only picture memories are left of me and you.   -Sept 2019

Poetry By On April 1, 2017

Over

I wanna fight you Plead my case Say if I had only known better. From kissing To cussing as fast as a shooting star I guess it’s really over Black night once again wondering if you were ever really there at all. Was any of it true or just all in my head?   -February 2017