I am still aching over him. & I love him more than anyone could possibly understand. But the pain the memories cause make me wish there were none.

This poem is about when I saw Showbread play live in Savannah, Georgia.

A poem from luis.

Things never seem to work

Poem about a hungry lion that comes across a tasty victim, an antelope.

Poem.

Something that wrote itself.

A poem I wrote about my love, Lovely a.k.a Savannah.

A poem I wrote when I was younger and Ironically it matches my
current situation.

I wrote this January 13th after my love broke my heart, I was in a bad mood.