PoemsSummerI don’t think I can ever stop myself anyway So, I wave my hand as we drift away Your back turned toward me as I watch you fade Oblivious. Yet that’s for the better.By Liam Blunt, 5 months6 months ago
PoemsDCBut even if her gaze was just as fuzzy as his She can still see How wonderful he is His face His grace His smile His dimples His mannerismsBy Liam Blunt, 7 months7 months ago
PoemsVerticalFor only through these codes she could speak To someone who’s truly angelicBy Liam Blunt, 8 months8 months ago
PoemsGapsHe wasn’t that far from her, literally. But there was a wide divide between them. Cannot be crossed. Will never be crossed.By Liam Blunt, 8 months7 months ago
