Posts tagged with: Day 4

Day 4: NaPoWriMo – The Cruelest Month

A Month To Forget I cannot lie, I hate the month of July. She was the month I was born She is the month that I’m torn. As thirty-one days of... Read More

Underneath The Canopy

Jump from limb to limb. Words budding and soon growing. Barren canopy.... ... Read More

The Lune

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Trapped From Within

A cage I am locked, but not on display... ...my passionate crime, but will you forgive? Bound by grey matter, I begin to decay... ...alone once again, me will you outlive? Confusion sets in,... Read More