Poems from J.T.W
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As much as I hate looking, I despise
finding even more. My finding can
turn that statement into a lie and
with a liers...
When lips create their magic like playful children
and act as messengers to something we can't see
do their steps to heaven's doorways ...
By night, the sun blooms all of its petals
Till the sunrose shines
By day, it gives away its petals
To the garden that flies
Over...
Sometimes I think trees are stupid , either that or they like to taunt
Like why would you let me hit you and still give me the fruit...
It's Thanksgiving time
My faith has grown beyond a mustard seed
A time where the past meets the future
A new era, but no mistakes made
We...