from this moment on is stricken from...
my vocabulary
my dictionary
my consciousness
my subconsciousness
my eyes
my mouth
my tongue
my being.
peace.
**written by petra michelle**
a writer's potpourri of short stories, poetry, current events, & personals
Don't expose the pain.
Broken dreams take flight
In search of new domain.
Through settling smoke
Shadows loom,
Dancing, gloating
Mocking our doom.
Passionate golden rings
Snuffed by scarred frightened fingers
Promised a lifetime of desire
To two wanton strangers.
**written by petra michelle**