For me, writing is a way to positively get your emotions out, so I use poetry as a coping mechanism. This collection will be my poetry, some are more on the darker side as I'm dealing with mental health issues and such. There are some more lighthear...
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The bell chimes,
one more year has gone. It shows in the silver strands of hair mixed with vibrant red, her curls rebellious, refusing to let time stop them from doing their wild dance
The bell chimes, one more year has gone. It shows in the pain of her movements, her body wishing to stop the hands of time, so that she can jump and twirl like she did as a child.
