as a child,
i wished to be like the moon,
ceramic white and alone in her beauty,
i learned after,
that being alone looks beautiful to others,
but agonising to the ones who truly are lonely.
- Carolina Marra.
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ugly poems.
Poetryplease read!! this is just an ongoing collection of poems i wrote, i do accept constructive criticism, however, pointless observations such as "this is mediocre" or anything similar, are not helpful, because that is already known. these "ugly poem...
