For the first time In such a long time I finally can Pick up A pencil And let it Fly across the page And write The perfect words To describe, expose The ones in...
I love how My mom doesn't Have money for food, But the fridge is full Of wine coolers. I love how I can go wherever I want Because my mom Doesn't care Where I ...
Spiraling Spiraling My life Went down the Drain I Never saw the Light until You walked Into My life And I could Feel your arms around me AgainTiffany Rose Moczy...
Broken. Alone. Forgotten. Three words. Three terrors. Three burdens. Three words To describe My Harsh Unrelenting Reality.Tiffany Rose Moczydlowskihttp://www.po...
I'm spellbound by those wicked eyes Will they save me From this horrid demise? So many chances I'm bound to take... Will I regret them enough to forsake my...