The brista

The brista

A Poem by destiny renteria

The brista

Our story has ended our intrest has end i rarely galce your not the picture your just lost in somthing that is a wall thats hasn't brocken down to be stright forward
Keep looking at me but im already unfazed or not in that picture you weren't important anyway like u made me feel how you made things odd and difficult of a pen that dosent work for ink you do not amaze me your presence is just normal like everything els and I wont ever be amazed by that ever agian dont come back to what was already gone. It was only a crush not a feeling from what I viewed

© 2025 destiny renteria


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Added on June 16, 2025
Last Updated on June 16, 2025

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destiny renteria
destiny renteria

pecos tx, TX



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poetic, outgoing, sweet, shy , ironically, convince, serious, talkative, dislikes short conversations with myself I love coffee and am also a writer. I'm 18, filled with wisdom and courage more..