Some days I relate to the first pieces of a puzzle,
Where the answer's a placing of faith,
On the promise of a picture on someone else's box.
Poems that twine thread around the broken bits of a soul, that fling umbrella lips into beaming buckets and k... More
Some days I relate to the first pieces of a puzzle,
Where the answer's a placing of faith,
On the promise of a picture on someone else's box.