I'm the beauty queen with blood splashed across her teeth, burnt hair and cigarettes you can smell on me
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Poetry from Jupiter Raised by the Sun
PoesíaTRIGGER WARNING/DISCLAIMER: Content in these poems cover mental health, self-harm, depressive moods, trauma, and rock bottom feelings. Not all poems have these topics, but if any of this triggers you please be cautious when reading this. I write po...
Bruised, Burnt, and Beautiful
I'm the beauty queen with blood splashed across her teeth, burnt hair and cigarettes you can smell on me