Pumpkins and Silhouettes


Pumpkins and silhouettes
Founded by the loosing of bad bets
Licked up with a rosy cure
Of a shadowy leer
The vines are shattering
Like the hearts lost of beating
The moon hangs high
Similar to the feeling filling up one like tides

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I am not much of a poet but rather a child of art. I'll find words in adventures and phrases in friends. I explore the night city and love the lively buzz. I play and create music with lyrics like poetry. I also make drawings and paintings just like poetry as well. I have two siblings and live in a home with my parents in Anaheim Hills as I am still just a teen. I enjoy just purely creating and when it is not through music or art, it will be through poetry.