I am a brutally soft woman.
soft in the sense I'm full of so much empathy.
so much kindness and love.
I'm soft in the sense that I help people without a single thought, or for wanting anything in return.
I'm not afraid to share my aches and pains.
I'm soft in that sense.
though I'm brutal in the way I stand up for myself.
for the way I will speak my mind with no hesitation.
the way I stand strong In my belief of what is right and wrong.
I'm brutal in that way.
I like being an oxymoron. never just one thing, never just the other.
I am a brutally soft woman.
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we still exist here - c.k
Poesiaa collection of poems - written by an old soul trapped in a young body, about love, doubt and heartbreak. these are in the order that I wrote them, in the order I fell love. these have been written over a period of time, my skills improve overtime...
