she was once a dreamer.
she wasted long nights
and scented papers
where she scribbled down
the world she dreamed to see.she was once a dreamer,
but life gave her
shit
and
misfortunes
in the form of a
father,
a lover,
and
herself.
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once upon a poetry
Poetryjust some stupid poetry and prose i wrote during late nights and rainy afternoons