we are oddities with luxuries.
we deserve the silence of a silver seam at the heart.
we are kings and queens with
broken crowns and smeared lipsticks.
We deserve the world,
and we have it in-between our fingertips.
The king and queens of misfits.
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A Weed Surrounded By Flowers
PoetryThrough poetry she felt the weight on her shoulders slowly fade as her thoughts and emotions went from her heart and swayed through the pen to the paper. Her life full of poems waiting to be written and read. She will no longer be silent, and this i...
