25/M/Singapore
A piece of me that rhymes.
Look up never down it time to speck up and shout whats been in
Egypt
Drunk on poetry. I write to free my soul. Poetry is the only way out of this labyrinth.
SG
37/F/Washington Park
Writing is my life, I don't know what I'd do if I couldn't write. It brings something out of me that I thought was never …
alone
living in the safety of adaptation..
Auckland
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The Moon
Wanderer. Survivor. All poems are property of Keah Jones. Unless marked otherwise.
Omaha, Nebraska
20. I am a college junoir. I have beem writing poems since I was 9 years old. I have been shy as far as releasing …
