To everyone listening,
" I paint myself black,
They paint me back,
White.
With hood covers my hides,
And scars littering on my visage. " ✒
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All That Thorn : A Poetry
PoesiaEvery drops of tears will evolve into sth more beautiful, That each pains you faced are crucial as a part of your "becoming". Now, Show the world ... ♡♡♡ A poetry of unappreciated ones. Share your pains and make it beautiful on its own
Fourth Rose 🌹 UN N A T U R A L I N E S S
To everyone listening,
" I paint myself black,
They paint me back,
White.
With hood covers my hides,
And scars littering on my visage. " ✒
