Endlessly shaping
Molding
Forming
It can be anything
Everything you want it to be
But I am stuck as me
The one who tries to mold herself
Just the right way
But never does
An abomination forever
Searching
For a way to become clay.
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FACES: A Poetry Collection
PuisiExactly what it looks like, a book full of poems. (VERY SLOW UPDATES-I post most frequently on my art book, so I recommend checking that out if you want more content.) (Note: Most of these poems are pretty old and edgy,,, I highly recommend skippi...
