24 not long or so I'm told, it's lonely, cold, eventually bad days, worse days, of being tired, worn, frayed, is it this? can we, anyone, can we live, I'm the game, lives lost without saving, glitter fades away souls in corners wet eyes, dry cheeks, it reeks, the pain, as it fills lungs, chests, … Continue reading Facebook Short Poetry Series #4
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Day 9: Oversleeping, Babies and Future Nascar Racing Randomness
I don't know how the hell I overslept.....well...actually I do.... I had a really awesome dream that I refused to let go of, even though my phone was blasting in my ear. I would describe said dream except some of it makes me blush....dear god I'm blushing now just thinking about it.....Let's just say a … Continue reading Day 9: Oversleeping, Babies and Future Nascar Racing Randomness
Faith Taryn Davies 