Poems from gymzim1

She tears through the darkness A dim glow of changing light With colors reduced to Bright Flame and Ash Her usually strong spirit is...
The girl who seemed unbreakeable... ...broke. The girl who seemed strong... ...crumbled. The girl who always smiled... ...cried. And the...
Goodmorning darlin' Sing me the story of our lives. Look at me again the way that you did When our eyes were new. Let yourself go with me...