Mirrored guise
Fearfully dumbed
Wonderfully thrashed
Flowery flawed..
A look at self;
Are some of us even worth it?
Perhaps if there were a scrape of beauty somewhere on this dirt,
Maybe we would be deserving of this.
Scars
cry us darkness's stars:
Cursed moons loving us too harsh!
Sometimes I feel like screaming Jupiter hopes :
Why wasn't I big enough to escape self,,?
Our tongue get twisted from the pain we swallow
Let the pen get this pain away but then Iam making a fool out of my self.
Ghosts inside keep on calling, telling me stop writing and I guess I should!
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