The stresses build, forming a rigid cliff, off which I plunge, towards the raging seas below... My first real poem from 7th grade - raw emotion from a young girl learning that deep feelings aren't a death sentence.
The stresses build, forming a rigid cliff, off which I plunge, towards the raging seas below... My first real poem from 7th grade - raw emotion from a young girl learning that deep feelings aren't a death sentence.