Poems from beccaahhh
I am resilience.
My skin is made of steel
And my eyes throw flames
I repel the demons that try to get inside.
I am strength.
With the...
(poems go here) Dearest mine,
put down your needle,
pick up your thread, and come away-
Dearest mine,
pick up your feet,
draw up on those...
He is being consumed by fire
It is his decision to complete the fall
Determined good or evil by choice
His strength is in his willful power...