I write Poems and Such
Theatre Student In need of Cash
I stare at the reflection Of a stranger looking back A one clean soul Now stained black I fail to recognize her
By Samantha Ludwig5 years ago in Poets
Imagine completing a puzzle And you get to that final piece But it’s nowhere to be seen You look everywhere But its astray into nothingness
Black and White Both powerful shades Complete opposites But both necessary in a work of trades You prefer black?
