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Moon child
My moon child,
my fragile source of light.
Alone in dark you look devine.
You've missed another chance to fight.
Oh gravity just treat her right!
Her mind a field of past regrets
she burned her skin with cigarettes.
I only wish to she her smile,
but she've long lost her will to try.
One day she is full and then she fades.
Her sufferings to world she blames.
© ladycockroach
#selfdestruction #moodswings #psychology #trauma
my fragile source of light.
Alone in dark you look devine.
You've missed another chance to fight.
Oh gravity just treat her right!
Her mind a field of past regrets
she burned her skin with cigarettes.
I only wish to she her smile,
but she've long lost her will to try.
One day she is full and then she fades.
Her sufferings to world she blames.
© ladycockroach
#selfdestruction #moodswings #psychology #trauma
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