That thick coocon made of darkness, haunting the little girl for decenies,
She looked for ease,
She looked for ease in every strangers'
How she hopes somedays she'll make it out of there; winner
Even if it takes one night or a million years,
Hope brings her tears, but she knows it will always be what she fears; failure
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Poems.
PoésieIt's a compilation of some poems I've wrote I hope you find some peace here!