IonaFaith : Writing

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A Poem by IonaFaith


I'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..
Midnight words

Midnight words

A Poem by IonaFaith


Frosted breath that tastes like stale cigarettes Rolled between numb fingers Under diamond stars and a pastel moon Or the false glow from the st..
Dead before Death

Dead before Death

A Poem by IonaFaith


Just something I jotted down after seeing the title used as a caption for a picture.
The Promise

The Promise

A Poem by IonaFaith


For any promise that's been broken
Words

Words

A Poem by IonaFaith


This 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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