Tag: poems

• The Haunting of Darkness in a Place of Safety Or Was Till Now

  

  I am house sitting in a place that was a haven, yet now that I am alone and have been for over a day something is off… words can not describe it yet those hairs on the back of the neck stand on end.

  ❄️Siearra Frost❄️

  May 25, 2025

  My Personal Journey, Poetry

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