Bridget-ann

My Poetry

a requiem he sings

He'd come face to face with his dismay
But everyday

25 lines, August 18. In Sad, Pain, Dark, mourning, alcoholism, denial
My curse my love and my sin

4 lines, 1 comment, April 14. In dark, suicide, self mutilation, depression, Abuse

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