Poems from FrancesVictoria_Hargrove
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Every time she lets someone into her head, the other side of her kicks them right on out.
This is a poem where a woman’s head...
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Stella spent twenty-two years slinging hash before she started chasing dreams.
The only word that...
<3 I want to be worth the wait, and<3 I want it to be worth the wait when I get there.I want the red of flowers in his hand to be...
“She had memories to forget.”
That’s what she’d have to remember through all this.
“The corner of your eye is a dangerous place.”It feels like someone’s watching, but you’re too afraid to make the glance.You try to...