R.M.W. : Writing

Fifteen

Fifteen

A Poem by R.M.W.


At the age of fifteen, there is no such thing as "meant to be."
Betray Me

Betray Me

A Poem by R.M.W.


Tell me you love me.
Itch

Itch

A Poem by R.M.W.


You're the memory that never fades away.
Void

Void

A Poem by R.M.W.


You're just a hollow corpse, decayed and cold to the core.
How To Feel

How To Feel

A Poem by R.M.W.
It Hurts

It Hurts

A Poem by R.M.W.
Unraveling

Unraveling

A Poem by R.M.W.


Break me, pull me apart.

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