Poems from Ginger07
Everyone run, the monster is coming.
With hair of fiery orange, eyes of dark, cold blue, souls laid upon her skin like trophies.
Beware...
Addiction.
I am addicted. To his love. To the pain. To coffee. To books. I am addicted.
His love. He treats me well. I love his eyes...
When a heart breaks, the guy is blamed.
When the guy breaks, the side chick is blamed.
When the side chick is blamed, the girl is seen...
There are things that I am terrified to tell you, in fear you may think less about me. But, I think it is important that I do tell you, if...
With a breath as soft as the final note of a song, Kiki glanced down at the river a few hundred feet below her. I'm ready, she thought, I...