Poems from addilynduarte

poetry is my passion | 16 |
i'm laying in bed listening to old songs that used to bring me comfort and happiness and joy. now they only bring back sweet pangs of...
confession:   i fell asleep with the moon last night, but she didn't mind. she welcomed me with open arms  as we at midnight in the...
buried deep in his chest like a molehill inside a mountain,   i made my home with the broken ribs that aided in protecting   paper lungs...
Although things may become difficult...   my love for you is never ending.   We may set fire to the world in an attempt to burn eachother...
When I was in 9th grade  I put stars on my ceiling  just in case sad was the only thing I was feeling.   I'd look up from bed to see all of...

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