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Who would’ve known immaculate beauty is defiled behind thin porcelain layers? Peach brushed cheek bones are not a shield to protect. Maro..

Everything that is scraped into a counterfeit mold is gold in grandma’s eyes. What’s light and bright brings varieties of gli..

Love, That word that can be translated into so many different ways it refuses to be true. Yet, I think I have collided into it face first and am t..

F**k limitations. Limitations were made to restrain you. Limitations are for the incompetent, Who are afraid to live and let go. Limitati..

Let’s take a stroll down the depth of a wound that is further then the hypodermis; a wound that has been belligerently and deliberately s..

Don’t tell me not to think of you, That is a sin I am compelled to commit, Regardless of whatever weapon you press into my temple or ..

Okay so there have been many poems where I would start off with saying, “Welcome to my heart,” and lead you into a cell that was glo..

You found me, You opened me, You loved me, You fucked me, You broke me, And now you want to tell me it’s your job to mend m..

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