Vacant spaceA Poem by beckyflowa
Often times
I wonder I ponder I explore But never leaving my seat Often times I create, initiate I make But it never leaves the front door Often times I hope I slope I cry But I never get the help Often times I stay I grey I wither But never show my mold To others I'm vibrant To others I'm clear To others I'm happy But to me I'm not here © 2016 beckyflowaFeatured Review
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Added on April 25, 2016Last Updated on April 25, 2016 Authorbeckyflowadublin, IrelandAbouthello i'm becky, i use this website as mainly a store for poems i write but please do take a look and review them, feedback would be nice:) also if you have any tips on poem or short story writing, .. more.. |

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