LastA Poem by AlexzanderaLastNotebooks filled with lines which mimic the smooth cadence of your voice and words plucked from the fertile soil of your soul The ignition of feelings which had always been myth fiction turned into the creatively beautiful truth and I find Love is not a memory but it feels like one when the muse falls out of love with the artist © 2018 Alexzandera |
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Added on October 10, 2018 Last Updated on October 10, 2018 AuthorAlexzanderaMissoula, MTAboutFollow me on insta: @alexzandera.miller.poetry I'm a college student attending the University of Montana studying English and Spanish. I mainly write poetry, however I am (hardly) working on a fant.. more..Writing
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