Childhood GhostsA Poem by Wild Willow Blue The sweet trauma of the past
Instinct is
Calling me out Shadows play Where I once played But now I know better My mind cleared A place for one once so broken Now almost healed Scars molded over Peppered with time I'll leave you beautifully torn My page My book My story © 2021 Wild Willow BlueAuthor's Note
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Wild Willow BlueOHAboutI am 33. I am gay/non-binary. I started writing in 8th grade. The person whom I started writing because of, I never got a chance to thank. We were never good friends, but we knew each other. I owe her.. more..Writing
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