Writing

Your pillow lost its scent Your shirt is still on the floor All a forgotten memory Walking around day-by-day trying to make it through I hide b..

How do you move on When the snow falls and hes not there When tears turn to ice in the night Hes gone unfairly stabbed with a knife When you ..

Update Part 2. This is basically a sequel to the poem "Update" this time from the guy's point of view.

loss and grief.

There was a tiny little girl born in a back alley somewhere in a contraction of time when god forgot to pay atte..

You are one insensitive, scentless flower.

My first fantasy-type poem. Hope you like this one!

One may never know the damage of words spoken to the young.

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