The dysphoria is there
Barely, but there
In the sweet tears she cries
In the small smiles she gives
In the subtle shake of her shoulders
When she cries, it's like the entire world becomes gloomy
When she smiles, it's like the entire galaxy shines a little brighter
When her shoulders shake, it's like the entire universe curls and wraps around her to tell her that everything will be okay
And that its not as cruel as it seems
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Flying Away || Poetry
PoetryPoems by the broken, for the broken. {Lovely cover done by @tinhovercarinice}
