Poems from biancag325

    Just because you talk doesn't mean you have a voice. Voice is something more bigger than the speaker box embedded in your throat....
In a box of looking eyes trapped beneath the surface of society. We no longer know are self worth because the powers that be make us feel...
Nature's most beautifulest cravings, desire of lustful emotions. Pupils dilated, heart racing temperature rises, sweat falling, She loves...
              I write to bleed emotion on this blank piece of tree,to connect to the depths in my mind understnading why. I write to take...
Me
I dont even know who me is. Me a lifeless person dissolving into a sinkhole of the livng, living? Yeah i doubt that. If youre living people...