Poems from lpbt
I was killed in autumn.
Sorry, that started off kind of dark.
But then again this IS the story of what stopped my heart.
The last thing I...
Hey there aloof angel
Do you remember our solemn time?
While these brittle bones are breaking,
The feeble good within me dies.
I wrote...
I am
I am outwardly confident and inwardly doubtful.
I wonder who actually notices.
I hear whispers of regret in the back of my mind.
I...