Poems from angelicglory
But no,
I won't listen to the way
Your heart breaks ever so softly.
The way it hits the ground like fresh snow,
Shattering everyday.
The...
I remember going to the shelves of stuffed animals, large and small.
But how was a two year-old supposed to reach up the wall?
I remember...
That boy you are so proud of,
He is not just some prize to show off.
He is a heart. He is a soul.
With a smoke that causes a cough,
Can...