POETRY ☻

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//by the train tracks sits an azure blue girl, stained with blotches of red and spiraling whispers of dark purple.
by the train tracks sits an unclothed china doll, cracked and broken with sand stuck in between her bones with the audacity of a hundred soldiers.
by the train tracks sits a silent banshee, haunted by the memoirs of her past and her rapidly fading daydreams, only convinced of a dark blue future and a white pink past.\\

-sulay b.