Appropriate
I detest you
If able
I'd pluck you from dictionaries
Strike a match
A smile
Graces my lips
As you're reduced to ash.
YOU ARE READING
LOST GIRLS
PoetryThose considering themselves lost girls of society. Godesses of creation among men. Or nymphs of nature. These poems were written for you.
☁️GOVERNING VOICE☁️
Appropriate
I detest you
If able
I'd pluck you from dictionaries
Strike a match
A smile
Graces my lips
As you're reduced to ash.
