I Write FictionA Poem by Inda
Finally awake,
realizing your mistake, - thinking I cry as you do. Believing I hurt too. Those roses I've placed together, Note whether They inspire or not, Flourish or rot. See that skin you've been wearing, The heart that's still beating, Confess it is weak. Silence's easily broken, yet you refuse to speak. © 2014 IndaFeatured Review
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5 Reviews Added on November 11, 2014 Last Updated on November 11, 2014 AuthorIndamiami, FLAboutI love fiction that's gritty and honest and so my stuff is often times like that. I don't have as much free time as I'd like, but i will get to the request in time and appreciate anyone who takes the .. more..Writing
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