There are magical pages,
embedded in my skin.
Stories foretold, past
secrets and feelings
poured from my soul.
Each one holds a
piece of me, a
reminder of
my identity.
Even though, I do not
revisit some of the crumpled
pages.
I am grateful for the disastrous
and chaotic stages.
For I did what I was meant to
to do. which was to live through
each section with patience.
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Letters To The Moon🌙
PoetrySometimes the best companion can be the moon. We shed our layers and and express the burdens in which we hide away. 'Letters To The Moon' highlights themes such as: sorrow, pain and the joy we recieve once we go through our phases like the moon. Fr...
