poetry Our Poem: Torn From Us 8 Jan 201912 Jan 2019 Today's morning stained a bit blue, I hope earnestly that it doesn't for you Writing is my methods of drawing out demons work, this pen my power and my words…
My Personal Favorites… Our Poem: Love’s End 5 Jan 201912 Jan 2019 Tiny pieces held togetherToys of joy been betterNothing lasts foreverFragile as a feather Nothing leftHearts gone deafSacred, honest theft,Stench torn apart deathGrimmm, lax limelightNature's fury bittenForgotten woeLove's End Thanks For…
The Nameless Collective 