My Poems
The twisted inner workings of my mind
This is the writing that you're not supposed to understand.
Crystal Clouds: Written for a girl who broke my heart worse than any boyfriend.
Fire: Older poem.
What I See: Older poem.
Believe: I don't remember exactly why I wrote this.
So Nice: Newer poem.
Your Blood: Originally written for a history class.
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