"She can smell the alcohol on his breath, with every step she can feel herself losing all conscience of reality and starting to slip into a world of beautiful chaos"
Picture this:
You walk down the silver staircase, your crown in your hand and crimson red lipstick smudged across your face. The dress hangs loosely off your body and one of your heels has broken, Yet no one can deny the sinister smile on your face as you listen to the yelling of your lover and his wife from the bedroom you had sined in only the night before.
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Some thoughts i have but will never say
PoetryMy thoughts becoming crowded and feelings hard to describe, the comfort of being able to express my emotions in words allows me to disconnect from the absurd world we are living in and to create one of my own. Quotes written by me in order to let ou...
