Poems from trisha.cuffari
Titled smile, crooked eyes.
See me in my best disguise.
If this is not truely me,
May I ask, who could I be?
Kept my love inside these...
Some words that I play with can't be raised. I know they will fall.Some words that I want made big, I scream, but they still feel small....
With values askewed, blood flows from crooked hearts.They could point their fingers, and tear us apart.They can use our fears and they...
Words fly out and hit the sky.
Star by star, I see your eyes.
Here we are, without our lies.
We gaze around at lovely light.
You are...
When you step, you take a chance.
When you're scared, you tend to glance
Back at things you couldn't have.
What you've lost, you can't get...