Poems from AllysonMcCall101

That pretty bow you used to know Was nothing but a show that one little strand Is Grasping the past Attempting to make something last I...
Unsaid words Flew around like a flock of birds laying under the old oak tree That December Watching how free birds could be Wishing you...
Skipping rocks on a still pond not knowing the depths or how long as it breaks the cool surface it sinks into a rink of uncertain getting...
The dry melancholy sound of the howl shook the house while the water followed shiny drops teeter tattered on glass with the hopes of...
Take off your glasses Before another second passes Exchange them for rose colored lens The world proably bends from negativey to creativy I...

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