

Poems..Frosted GlassPoems..
I am inside the room
of thick glass walls. Clear but blurred, distant from here. All around, yet nowhere can I find the Answers. To pierce the seams,
let the air flow, Inside at last. Through the bell jar.
Gibly
Caress the ground, In it you can trust. Lie on the ground, Beside me.
Stare up at our leafy roof. Wonder what it means, What it meant, To you, To me.
A hideout, A veil. Block out the sun, Close my eyes, Breathe
she looked at me weird. :/
i swear i saw you the other day.
it was weird. :/ xo.
Not too many readers out there. I appreciate it
it annoys me when people thing art is just about pictures.
creating images with your words is just as worthy a talent. x
Happy you found something you liked
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You only see what your eyes want to see..
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