precious
the things
wasted
the bitch
deserved
so cool
savaged
low-life corner
soul
it's only
myself
let go
shoulder
tough enough
misunderstood
my persona
myself
let go
control
too precious
wasted
concerned bitch
deserved
I've done
wasted
I lose
let go
control
I am the best thing you've never heard of.
I hold a Bachelor's in English, History and Secondary Education, and a Master's in English: Creative Writing, though my appearance belies intelligence.
My goal in life is to write and to be read. It's a modest stretch by most imaginations.
To most I'm amazing.
It all depends on your definition of literary merit.
All poems contained on this blog are ©Thomas Boersma unless otherwise noted.
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