There are days
Like pages in a book
That I dare not turn again.
Words like knives
I blindly laugh away
But still draw blood.
These pages I can't tear
These words I can't forbear
Concealed within a smile.
Another shell on top of old
Am I the stronger
Or am I just frozen cold?
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My Heart, My Sanctuary
PoetryDeep within the recesses of one's heart is a sanctuary, a special place where one can dwell without fear or despair. A collection of poems that speak from the heart, each page features the author's original art and photography. #1 in poems 2023/08...
