Poems from prince_tremayne
Pace is anything but subtle. Struggling to gasp air. You reach and feel like there is nothing there. You hold on to nothing. But the...
We went from a raisin in the sun. To raising up your son for him to be caught in the wrong neighborhood. Then they put that razor to your...
I could never hate you. I could even try to replace you, but ever since I held you in my arms your face print on my chest tore down the...
Every day he walks to school. He's always quiet and reserved. And No one at the school can gather the nerve to ask why he's so antisocial...
I am not perfect. Sticks and stones may actually break my bones. And if what comes from the heart reaches the heart, than it comes as no...