COMFY COZYA Poem by Emmy J.M. Powell
I'M AT A TIME IN MY LIFE WHERE MY NAILS ARE PAINTED YELLOW AND MY BOOKS ARE BENT (WELL-USED) AND THE WORST PART OF BEING HAPPY IS THAT I FEEL MORALLY BAD FOR FINALLY BEING EVEN REMOTELY CONTENT AND I LIVE IN A WORLD WHERE THE WORD "FREE" IS A SYNONYM FOR GUILT AND I'M SO UNCOMFORTABLE WITH BEING COMFORTABLE
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Added on June 28, 2014 Last Updated on June 28, 2014 Author
Emmy J.M. PowellAbout22 year old hag with frequent mental collapse, a mineral collection, and an addiction to reptiles “And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to.. more..Writing
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