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He is an oak tree, My love is a bluejay... For too long I've been trying to paper mache the bridge of his nose, But I am no artist & this he knows... Besides, He was made for poetry & prose...
Excerpt from The Girl I used to be || Adunni ❤
What's the point of living If there is nothing to live for? Thinking that everything is just coincidental But I'm sure it's planned... Oh take me away, Only when you're gone... My existence would run smooth For I am a walking submission... Running with no strength But I must carry on...
Excerpt from The Girl I used to be || Adunni ❤
Crystallized
She sat on the glass field of strewn reveries the edges pierced deep within her darkness and trivial hopes a disguised slay she might say a pity, a fool and bled half to death but a last drop was spared ecstatic pain and glorified aches for she never felt alive ever than afore
