Poems from katiestrawberry

High Schooler at Queensland Academies of Creative Industries. I love spoken word
You know that feeling when you’re in a room and it’s dark enough to be comforting to your eyes and you can hear the rain, thunder and wind...
When the lights get dim, and the shadows creep in,Many people find themselves to drift,They go to a new place, some where inside that’s...
My darling, your days are numbered and your skin is boiling,My darling, We are the parasites that plague your sand-colours surface,My...
“I wish to grow big and strong,So I can bloom over all of them that are weak,Imagine me as a sunflower growing over the plants that can’t...
I start to think of his luscious, bouncy hair which is a warm tone of oak.His glasses are a blue frame which highlights his eyes, that are...

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