i am anything but beautiful. though this fact rings true, i cannot bring myself to cry because i have known this for so long. i want to dig my nails into my flesh and rip, tearing the covering off this figure, ripping the nerves from their tracks, cracking the bones in half, and lie in the dust of those who deserve an affirmation or compliment.
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The Pursuit Of • A Poetry Collection
Poetryall my life all my trials pains and heartaches and my goals joys and accomplishments came through a pursuit whether my outcome good or bad the journey is what morphed me into me ••••• started :: October 22 , 2019 completed :: 2020
