Ana B.
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MisconductA Poem by Ana B.She’s twenty threeWondering how life should be… Ignoring realities…Befriending profanities…If life’s full of meadowsA.. |
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Heart is a contradictionA Poem by Ana B.Hot cup in my hand…lost in thought…again Staring at the plastic moon in the rocking chair Oh this life , with sweet ballads to .. |
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No answersA Poem by Ana B.my first poem i ever wrote.... |
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