Poems from Juliasova
Let me tell you a simple story
full of non-existent worry
about a small boy who lost his father
to a red and silver bottle
filled with...
Night is here, yet I'm awake
crunched in pain from sweat and shakes
Swirling 'round around my bed,
squeezing the pillow on top of my head...
It’s been long told and thus well knownthat little girls are made of stone.Their little hearts beat for attention,their tears stream down...
Why yes, I'd love to be a pawn
in your aimless games of war.
Don't you know that I am drawn
to slaughter, pain, and gore?
Of course I'...
Someone told me months ago
“Once you find her, just let her go;
‘cause if you don’t, you will fall to stones
so foolish and shamed, and so...