Poems from idnar196

Sometimes the hardest thing is not being sick. Watching the world drag by from a second story window, too far away for anyone to notice,...
The words of people have this cruel effect of getting under our skin, applied on the outside they are allowed to soak through. With the...
Peace I find in thee. Your constant is my rock, Your selfless thoughts: I stand in awe. Within you I am free. Not confined in prison block...
fists pound the air. bitty feet prance about. angry words of selfish need spewed from tiny mouths. grabbing and reaching with tiny sticky...
I wish that I could light an orange fire under your seat, crackling flames of desire and passion. Instead you watch on. like of drifting...

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