Poems from FrancesVictoria_Hargrove
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Relax.
I’m only here to create and delight.
I’m not trash; I’m made from love.
Please I don’t want it to end with oblivion.
For...
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Poets fill up pages telling beautiful folks they know thanks
Give us some Beastie Boys and take us intergalactic
I...
A poem a day keeps the cobwebs awayplaces to go, people to seeunhappiness unraveling for minds to no longer weighhorizons opening for...
The beautiful Spring day held only sorrow...She didn't get it, she'd asked for a better tomorrow?She was tired of getting her life back by...
Oh, and there we wereA group of kids growing up as the adults over us silently worried.All in one placeWe only just got raised, why do...