You asked me
Why my poetry was so depressing.
You said:
"Young girl, why are you writing about death when you know nothing of it?"
Ha.
Aha.
Ahahaha.
This is dedicated to the old man on the plane that sat next to me and saw me writing poetry. I love you, Edward.
–Grey
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Tales of a Drowning Soul
PoetryThese are poems that will be happy, sad, odd, and many other things. They might be long or they might be short. And most likely they will be free verse. Also, most of them are about feelings, thoughts, things I'm going through, etc. (Some mature...
