You make my heart scream out rainbows.
Blue's my mind when you leave shadows.
Anxiety runs through my veins
Dubiety got me insane.
I get high from your appearance.
Low under the sun avoiding an interference.
- March 29, 2019
(Edited: March 12, 2021)
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Prismatic Poetry
PoetryA poetry book containing poems written between 2018-2020. The poems were originally written and used by me as Instagram captions for my turtle's account, @maxxloniatheturtle.
