IonaFaith
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UntitledA Poem by IonaFaithI've always had a fascination with people. I remember being very young and sitting in cafe windows with my parents making up stories for the people pa.. |
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Midnight wordsA Poem by IonaFaithFrosted breath that tastes like stale cigarettes Rolled between numb fingers Under diamond stars and a pastel moon Or the false glow from the st.. |
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Dead before DeathA Poem by IonaFaithJust something I jotted down after seeing the title used as a caption for a picture. |
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The PromiseA Poem by IonaFaithFor any promise that's been broken |
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WordsA Poem by IonaFaithThis is something that explains why I write, I think it's a good opening piece to describe my minder whilst writing although it could probably do with.. |
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