Leandra Hays

Leandra is a melodramatic poet and musician. She writes about anything and everything she has knowledge on, and even things she doesn't! A fan of superfluous words, philosophy, and the darkness of night.

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Turn off the Lights
5 days ago
Tell me a story Full of beautiful things Of love and conquest And everything in between I want to pretend I want to believe Tell me a story Full of beautiful things Sing me song Fill my soul with your...
Art Isn't Real
6 days ago
Art isn't real The pain was never poetic It merely hurt The empty phrases with the Christian overtones printed on pillows and hung on walls They are called motivational but they change nothing at all ...
6 days ago
C.S I remember my first day here, With sights and smells and new sounds to hear. Contrary to what I thought, it was really quite boring. No stars, no closeness, yet close to hear neighbors snoring. Th...
My Impossible Lover
6 days ago
My impossible lover You were a golden queen walked among the living as if there were no difference to be seen Took in the lost and broken gave them all you had Some took, some stole ripped from your g...
Untitled and Unnecessary
7 days ago
So the moment our heart and and the night dropped dead You were still running through my head And I don't blame you for loving her Cause I still felt special when you were near I just never dreamed yo...
The Writer
7 days ago
I call myself a writer weaving stories I wasn’t meant to touch You simply can’t miss me I just can’t get enough When I was child It always seemed the nightmares wouldn’t leave So I picked up the piece...