![]() QuestionA Poem by Heather
Sitting, standing, waiting.
You can't see it, but i can. Strolling, wandering, pacing. I hear the pain, is life out of here really better than? What if we are on the side with the greener grass? What if there is no such thing as looking back? Maybe....Maybe we are better off here alone. Our souls glimmer in the thick darkness as our eyes struggle to see, this place is empty, but all that is left my friend is....you and me.
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3 Reviews Added on March 19, 2014 Last Updated on March 19, 2014 Author![]() HeatherBirmingham, West Midlands, United KingdomAboutWell hello there. I'm Heather, I'm eighteen. Currently studying Creative and Professional Writing at the University of Derby. I can be quite harsh, and am quite the pessimist. I'm not a big people.. more..Writing
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