Poems from Payten Grace

A gentle and kind creature, Curled up beside me. A loyal companion, A best friend. An innocent being, Sentient and kind. With a pure soul...
When we become compliant, We lose our voice We agree if we do not speak A few voices lead the masses Too scared to speak Everyone must be...
The routine fuels the lonesome making it harder to change this day; again the same trudges replace my steps as a consequence of greying...
No person has your name, your face, your smile They will never say the same things or Think the same way For this you're beautiful Truly...
As if not to speak, as if not to breathe. You babbled on explaining, a life of your own to share. If you don't feel it, it's simply not...

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