spaceA Poem by breanna.jpg date written: December 27, 2014
words you spoke poured down on me
like rain in a drought unbutton my blouse a little more make me feel like the world is at my finger tips and then when I roll over in the morning make me feel like I’m stuck at the bottom of the abyss with stones around my ankles
as I lay in your clothes and stare at the empty crevice that still smells like you © 2015 breanna.jpg |
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Added on August 3, 2015 Last Updated on August 3, 2015 Author
breanna.jpgAbouti am a photographer and artist who has just recently taken a huge interest in poetry. i use it as a creative outlet to help channel my emotions. more..Writing
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