The Darkness
Darkness, something as a child we learned to fear.
I reach for you for safety and you weren’t there, you left me in the dark searching for a new monster to comfort me while I slept in the pitch bla...
Monday 30th September 2019 8:31 pm
Mountains
If mountains could talk we
would know the secrets to the world.
if mountainous could talk.
we would know who is right and who is wrong in the end.
But what if they could talk would we listen, because they do tell us everything we need to know and because we don't listen it will be our damn nation and
you don't listen either.
Didn't you hear me...
I told you I miss you
...
Monday 30th September 2019 8:21 pm
The things in the bottom of my purse
The things I throw at the bottom of my purse I will never find again, I wish I could throw you in the bottom of my purse but instead, I will throw chapsticks and receipts, but you are something I wish I would never find again. When I clean out my purse I will find recipes from when we went to dinner or love letters you would write me and I will change my purse and I won't find love letters or smel...
Monday 30th September 2019 8:15 pm
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