of trinkles and glue
a collection of short poems.
Sunday, March 5, 2017
free advice
Not everything that is free
Is worth the price
Your opinions
Fly at my heart
Like daggers in the dark
And leave me fragmented
Like a run-on sentence
Like a question
I never formed
Never asked
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