Braille : Writing

Without a Goodbye

Without a Goodbye

A Poem by Braille


Between the lines of our curved lips Were the unspoken vows that spoke to us Fire burns throught my fingertips Died with the snap of ethereal tru..
In the World That's Full of Faults

In the World That's Full of Faults

A Poem by Braille


In the world that's full of faults And tattered souls washed with salts No wonder people refused to hold The light that everyone should mold I a..