Poems from SkylarB

Those were always my favorite, those barfoot nights. There is a certain time in each summer day, where anything can feel magical. Just...
Some say that bitterness is what broke you, and ripped your seams apart. But whatever it was that consumed you, longing is what lies...
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Sure, a crooked picture frame might bring you a nagging feeling. Or you might feel like you have to count something one more time. Or else...
Your life shouldn't be a nightmare that you are trying to wake up from. It should be a dream that you never want to end.
There is no mirror in this house. No real way to see myself. I walk through hallways of both joy and sorrow, I hear endless whispers of...