Writing

something new forming in my head

I look at him. He's reading his book. His non-stopping, stunning eyes scurrying across the printed paper. My soul holds onto the idea that he surve..

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mad random poem. . .

If I were to paint you, I’d paint you red At special times for different emotions, another hue You can be as fiery and determined As a..

Colour. Such a silly thing but we still wish for it. We wish to share colour with the world.

Introduction to the new world.

A short poem that makes little sense of nothing. Please comment and I will return the favor!

Smash the glass that paints a pretty picture

Let me paint a picture. The one that shows this place. Gaze into my picture. Pass through time and space. I'm in this field and all alone. T..

Love.

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