toxic

toxic

A Poem by FaeryQueen



who she is is a toxic person
she’s met with every bitter taste known to man
she sentences her words so precise, the cuts she leaves dig deep into the marrow
her soul.. her soul is splintered- cut into a thousand pieces by her past mistakes
she looks at no one yet walks with the confidence of an heiress
expecting everyone to be at her beck and call- hand and foot: waiting like servants


© 2019 FaeryQueen


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Added on December 22, 2019
Last Updated on December 22, 2019