UnlovedA Poem by kay
Struggle.
I struggle with the perception of beauty the misconception of pretty and the addiction of love thoughts dance in my mind wondering if i'm going unloved hair straight pretty eyes all these things I despise cause I have none of those things I can never look so divine mud brown curly life I never knew such looks could be criminalized how can someone go unloved when we live in a place so beloved
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Added on October 25, 2018 Last Updated on October 25, 2018 |