Poems from katyramsey
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The frustration of everything left unsaid because the ability isn’t there.
The agony of every step taken reminding you...
Coming from a writing family, where writing is a middle name, I've always felt the pressure to write to feel any fame. Fame within my...
Netflix, oh Netflix, you'll always be there, whether I need to cry, or I need to care. Netflix, oh Netflix, you entertain me so, I love you...
No one understands my love for my mom. She's kind, funny, and cute, and has been since 'nam! She love mornings, talking, and yellow, and...
Nissa loves to annoy us. She meows and acts coy to fuss. She may be bullemic, but she loves to take our food and lick it. She never cleans...