Poems from Sincerely Me

Part I:   Once upon a time not so very long ago Romantics aspired for high class views While maintaining minds that were opposed to prose...
- Stanza 1: Son Hello? Who are you? You are me. But I'm not. I mean I'm what their I's want me to be. I am who they are. And they are who I...
I'm grasping. Clenching. My fists in sorrow. As I keep loosing this sand through my fingers. It cuts into my hand, As I squeeze it even...
How is it? That after so long of waiting. Asking. I would recieve this gift, And forget.   How can it be? That after feeling complete peace...
I received a gift I will never forget and I don’t even remember getting it. I was there when it was given but I didn’t even know to...

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