SEVEN
i wept for you, but i was only met with an echo
I wept out into the raw of my own being,
an act of fire caught in my lungs.
Within the silence of it all,
my worth opened at calling.
It has been with me this entire time.
What are some of your hobbies?
𐎀 Writing is my biggest passion. I love anything to do with drawing & painting.
I really enjoy practicing makeup, organizing/cleaning, & roller skating! I've recently gotten into playing video games, as well.
May
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PoetryMELANCHOLY | Melancholy drips from my fingertips. Here, I will speak the sadness, the heartache, and the decaying for all the unspoken. Perhaps under this layer of melancholy, the girl I once knew still exists. First poetry collection i...
