Cooking. A basic yet complicated skill I lack in. I've always enjoyed cooking or helping when I was younger, in the kitchen making up my own unique concoction of tastes. Let's just say everyone loved my

Things change. I've been told. People change. We grow apart. We move on. They say. Find ourselves in the most peculiar of ways. But, the passed will always be the passed. Now, that sweet essence never

Oblivion is awaiting and I shall go into its arms as it devours me. No matter what I'll be gone. Some people are afraid of the inevitable, but me? I embrace it with open arms. Waiting, longing for the

Hope you guys enjoy my new poem :) feedback much appreciated! Time. Time cannot be stopped or wavered. The sweet essence of a miracle. Forever turning. Time ceases for no soul. Like clockwork eternally

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Hey, this is just a short poem and my first creative piece on here. Thumbs up it goes well xD We live and die. we are mere humans.. mortals. The warm red blood running through my veins. I am Adams child.

Hey, my names Amber and I hail from no not Neverland, but the UK. I'm just your average person inspired by life and frequently media. “Amazing individual” my pet turtle “An annoying individual” mum “ She