Poetry

From the First Collection

from a place unknown

We all have these demons.

Everything and Anything

I have tried so many times To tell you just how much I love you. I need you to know my truest feelings But mere words will never express The depth of my love for you.

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That night in the car Still haunts me to this day. We said our goodbyes, Nothing more to say. Then, as we rode back, on top of the roof, The rain began to chatter.