Poems from slyebrittney

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An Artist of all Arts
The Mind; it alters with time it makes matters better, or worse, in it's prime. It's peculiar to know that we all have a mind each...
It seems as though Every time our eyes cross skies, Our distance dies, And the tension flies We're back at square one Where I'm looking in...
See, The thing with writers is that We won't remember the important things; The things you would classify as Important things.   Us...

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