Poems from QuirkyRose

I'm a dabbler. Trying to find that creative side of me again.
I’m trying to healSo I send this alertMy mind feels angerMy heart is hurtPlease just listenTake in what I sayI tell you because I...
You told me you didn’t want to,that I could do it without you.Your lack of interest and your surety,rejected me into his hands of security...
There's a peculiar type of loneliness incurable by just your company. Though I am free in my thoughts, My brain is held prisoner, And my...
I'm lost in the woods So thick, light is lost I become uncertain Is it night? Perhaps it's day. I'm on the run Not sure where I'm running...
No, I don’t go for the coffee I mean, I do like the coffee But really, I just like to be there A cup of hot bitterness Smoothed with a...

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