There is little reason to say much. I am a tragic misshap in the context of mere exsistance. I am ill. I am solitary. I am a myraid of misery. I can shine, when the dark lifts. It is rare, but blinding.
I am an old soul, and a silent weeping child at the core.
Life is a lemon tree. Dont shake it, you will piss off the bees...
I am an old soul, and a silent weeping child at the core.
Life is a lemon tree. Dont shake it, you will piss off the bees...
- Last seen on Jun 4 1:38 AM. Member since May 7.
- I'm a amethyst understanding poet for 23 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is I became insane with long intervals of horrible sanity -Edgar Allen Poe.
- I am a 28 year old woman (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm Curled up in the fetal position in the dark waiting for the comet to come take us all out..
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My Poetry
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Porcelain Victorian skin parted by shears Doll's eyes cry as life slides by54 lines, May 24
