I am
at heart
a graveyard girl
with tomb like ribs
and sunken eyes
and a heart
made entirely
out of stone.
I am
at heart
a ghost who haunts
with decaying skin
and pale white limbs
and a heart
that forgot
how to love.
-(l.k)
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Deep Thoughts
Poetry"A mind is like a parachute, it doesn't work if it isn't open." ~ Poetry, quotes, and sentences. Nothing much.
