i own none of thisA Poem by Almin this poem.No kiss, no gentle word could wake me from this slumber, until I realize I won’t be held down by who I used to be. Tiptoe to your room, a starlight singing a song just like they do. I pretend to see what you see, and all of the ghouls come out to play. Saw that day, lost my mind-- I wake up to find no peace of mind and the last thing I see you are never coming home, never coming home. © 2012 AlmAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on July 7, 2012 Last Updated on July 7, 2012 AuthorAlmBy the sea, in a land called Honah LeeAboutAlm is short for Alyssa Marie. I'm sixteen now, I don't claim to write well. I'm sorry if I review bad. Sometimes I bake snickerdoodles, the smell of cinnamon and vanilla on my fingertips lingers... more..Writing
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