Poems from amysing1

I’ve been staring at this paper that lies before me for quite some time. This is not an assignment, so I know that there is something,...
Dangerous things come in various forms. You may be one of them I still adore. A rose, oh so pretty, haunted by thorns. Beauty is hidden in...
The Beginning: A couple days in a place we couldn’t call home, It only took several moments "When in Rome". Not a single word spoken yet...

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