My heart is aching in my chest...
We are nothing but moulds of the clay. Sometimes one drop of tint can destroy a sea of milk. Weaker than what? We all have a vice. A different perspective of pain. Hope this helps someone. <3 Existential questions at the border of a bridge. About being young, vulnerable, and foolish. It's funny who we choose to love.
i am supposed to be.... something else (but i never will be) / i am waiting, still, for her. They only need to ask once...
Thank you for reading! Strength and Weakness are twins in the same womb. A poem, inspired by the prompt from @saki6, @creepy_lauren, @denicav, and @football_girl !! :))) Surviving is the most beautiful thing one can do. My laughs have never been quieter and my silence louder nk999 just writting for fun New popular girl in school and your “falling in love” We all are creatures that try to run away from our most unwanted truths, this is one of mine.
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