PH    "you are the smell before rain. you are the blood in my veins."

Ireland    I don’t share a lot about myself. I have dreams my pillows don’t know about and skeletons my closet hasn't seen. I tend to hide …

A collection of my attempts at poetry

Wyoming   

M/nyc    A poetpourri history of a journey from naissance to humility, in between the white (s)pacing of poems decorating a life...

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Colorado   

just a lonely, confused, average, hormonal teenage girl trying to make sense of the unknown