Poems from VMarie

"I feel like I don't really know much about you," Spoken by three friends I have known for over two hundred days. Only a little over half a...
I did it because I have been             trapped all my life The air was loud, whipping past my ears,             deafening my thoughts, my...
the gold and crimson spilled over the grass                         flowers bloom through the snow the sunset was one of the few beautiful...
Whispers drift with the salty breeze. Oh, my dear. His tender hand brushes a lock of hair behind her ear. Just, for me, bear it a little...
Why can I never find words on my tongue? They lay curled up in my palms instead, leaking into the ink of pens or clutched in fists like...

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