toxicA Poem by FaeryQueenwho 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 Author
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