HomeA Poem by LoveylocksThis is something I wrote for a contest
The smell of red flowers,
fills my nose as I ascend down the stairs. A breeze tickles my skin, as I lean on the metal bar rail glancing around The sky cloudy gray, as I watch them roll by sitting on my roof. A smile crosses my lips, as I sigh laying back. It's good to be home. © 2016 Loveylocks |
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2 Reviews Added on February 24, 2016 Last Updated on February 24, 2016 AuthorLoveylocksNewark, DEAboutI love to write! It's a passion for me, I also love to sing. I've been writing since I knew how to. Tips and advice for writing and greatly appreciated and welcomed! I'm always looking for ways to imp.. more..Writing
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