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Poem about stress and migraines
The hype around the new shopkins toys. Does it have merit?
When blood sacrifice, hauntings and everyday overwhelming love come into your life. It must be witchcraft. Burn him.
Written about the moment I realised that I was living in past memories. Enjoying the comfort of the known and not experiencing enough of the new.
The beauty of having a dependable everlasting best friend over a bunch of short lived ‘friends’.
A poem I wrote in sympathy to those poor worms that I accidently stepped on in the rain.