Poems from justabbi_
I am creative when it comes to the process of expression through pen and paper.
2016 is the year of life beginning a new chapter for me.
I'm dazed in despair, alone with no expression
higher than any other mountain
clouded in my sight
smelling like cologne and booze
slipped...
the whimsicle wind departing the tears that run dry to the sun performing this beautiful pluiophile
precisely the petrichor of the rocky ...
Her brown crisp bristled tips spun into the cob of a web the hounding of the hounds bellow unto the misleading note missing from her...