Sarah Marie : Writing

The Color Brown

The Color Brown

A Poem by Sarah Marie


Oh, the color brown.
My drug

My drug

A Poem by Sarah Marie


Sometimes we love whats the worst for us. But we can't get enough of it.
Beauty in death.

Beauty in death.

A Poem by Sarah Marie


Being human we don't tend to see beauty unless its profound in a physical appearance. But if we think about it, hair, skin, nails, everything we're co..
Fate is cruel.

Fate is cruel.

A Poem by Sarah Marie


Love can do everything, except conquer death.

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