Biography of Ashlee Frisch
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Ashlee Frisch Poems
I Was Jim
What have I created? A monster’s in my skin. He’s taking over my life. Turning me to sin.
The seconds tick past, a quiet clock on the wall, ticking, ticking, never noticeable. A minute can seem like an hour,
For A Lost Friend....
Once known, now forgotten, Once friends, now strangers. Time changes everything. Makes people different, unrecognizable.
It shatters in the night. shards lie on the floor like a broken heart. Some are blown by the wind.
It shatters in the night.
shards lie on the floor
like a broken heart.
Some are blown by the wind.
twinkling in the daylight.
desperate to be free.
Others are swept under the rug.