Poems from FrancesVictoria_Hargrove
The tomb opened with a cloud of ancient dust.I had awoken the ancient dead.I had awoken the dead.Oh no, what have I done?The journey could...
If she dreamed any bigger...the words would jump out of her writing journal.If she dreamed any bigger...the sentences wouldn't need to be...
I feel creative when...my chisel finally hits the pavement.I feel creative when...my pen spills my guts onto the paper.I feel creative...
"Absolutely not!"
"What makes you think you could untie this knot?"
"Leave it tied!"
"You must be at least this tall to get on this ride...
Cotton candy clouds and thoughts never said out loud.Butterfly kisses and people who have never seen this.Wonderful missions and breaking...