I'm facing my fever
I'm masking a smile
with uncompromising laughter
Behind the skin is fire.
I'm washing all my sadness
with waters in my eyes
I'll cover it with bandages
but still I feel the cries.
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TURTLES
PoetryThis is a compilation of thoughts I have created and grown over my younger youth. A bucket full of randomized downfalls flowing with a young innocent and reckless love. Interpreting life as a fabled fantasy slowly forming paths of footprints in the...
