Sweet as lemonade on a sweat bucket day,
Willing to do anything for the human souls of admiration,
Strong with all might too see
Battle scars wounded and healed
With hope she follows
Feet hit hard with protest
Love, I love you
YOU ARE READING
My Unstable Poetry
PoetryA diary of sorts. 2015-2017. A poetry collection of angst, depression, and epiphanies.
