pale,
tired,
weak,
she wanted to leave,
that was what she desired most.
defenceless,
delirious,
frightened,
something she did not wish to receive
was an unfriendly message from a ghost.
little did she know
she was the ghost,
fate provided her with gentle hands
but an abrupt presence;
she was a warrior
battling her own mind,
flowers grew to replace
the weakened soil
and her dazzling eyes
altered life into a pleasance.
o.r
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P O E T R Y // o.r
Poetrya compilation of vivid thoughts. [lower case intended] WARNING: some of these poems may be triggering. please do not read this book if you are easily influenced. ~ sending love and tranquil vibes ~
