Never-endingA Poem by Emmy J.M. Powell
I believe I'm evolving
I've always been the cold type, I don't cry much but here I am letting my eyes well up at the mere mention of you or your small, chubby face or how you tried to hide behind your knotty hair because your lip trembled when you knew I was leaving your bralette is on my floor and it only ghosts the reminder of how hard it was to leave you when I still am so in love with you when I tell my friends and family, I know they will ask why I did it and I won't give them an answer, because I don't have one I believe I'm evolving I've always been the cold type, I don't cry much but here I am and they're never-ending
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1 Review Added on July 5, 2017 Last Updated on July 5, 2017 AuthorEmmy J.M. PowellAbout22 year old hag with frequent mental collapse, a mineral collection, and an addiction to reptiles “And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to.. more..Writing
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