Poems from WhiteWindows

I would’ve never guessed I’d be so stressed. I didn’t assume Life came with a certain doom.   [Work, work, work. Pleading for praise,...
The best sights Are often seen late in the night. It’s not the twinkling lights Of the city, or the happy sighs Of mothers and lovers. No...
Every month, Always a surprise, The agonizing pain, Sometimes brings tears to my eyes.   It starts in my belly, Swollen and sore, My legs...
She was being eaten alive By a black monster That made each step she took heavier, Every breath of conversation arduous. The monster’s...
I often can’t decide whether or not I like stupid, strange, suspicious people. People make me crazy. People are impossible to even begin...

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