Poems from tangledbelle

Hush, little baby, don't you cry, because you could never be as scared as I. Once upon I time I had dreams, now I lie awake and listen to...
Is it any wonder Apple is the name of her child? If Apple ate a candy bar, Gwyneth's bound to go wild. Mommy dearest won't let her darlings...
At least I won’t be there to see it. This whisper creeps up on me, the selfishness taking over once again, perhaps for the third or fourth...
Nails ticking across a keyboard sounds like a symphony, if it doesn’t stop, not even for a moment, if no drum misses a beat and no flute...
No eyes doubt your mirrors, broken by beauty. The cracks run red, perhaps from the lipstick you used to cover your bruised lip. You wish to...

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