Poems by Stacey

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  • The first words of which she spoke to separated by...

  • A reason to change who you wanted to be all so...
    The Vending machines keep asking where it is...

  • Now maybe i was just a baby born destination...
    Life was cold where i was, But the destination...

  • Do you think that if you ignore it,
    That it will all just go away...

  • Please do not make me look you in the eye
    Do not calm my anger, Nor watch me cry...

  • Alone in my room,
    I sit and stare...