"Untitled"A Poem by Elizabeth LandisDistant family
Through the front door you get charming greetings.
But once you step inside you feel it; the horrific darkness and secrets hidden behind soft smiles. Sometimes I wonder how anything alive can be within those walls. I'd like to think that not all the times were bad considering the father they gave me. © 2014 Elizabeth LandisAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorElizabeth LandisPAAboutMy dad showed me his love for writing at a young age, and ever since then i have wanted to do my own writing just like him. I never knew i would come to love it as much as i do. more..Writing
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