i do i know i do and yet i'm not sure but i am it's real it's warm it's everything it's right is it should could would i hate those words they make it worse i know i know every minute of every day it's right and it shouldn't be yet i do i do
This is just an extra place for me to publish. My longer works are here. My shorter poems, my blog, lists, and photos are all at my web site.
Some of these pieces were written ten years ago. Some of them during a severe dperession. Some of them are cries of love and pain. The others are just little bits of me.
