How could you tell me I'm beautiful
But poke my eyes out
The nice feeling of my skin
Just to twitch at the purple
My own voice taken away
My laughter
My cries
My help
You've created a reflection
An infection
Virus
An executioner
You'll do my biding to see another day
I'll take every single breath away
Justice will be served
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Aesthetic Poems ( I guess)?
PoetryThey are all mine. Freestyle is my thing. PROCEED WITH CAUTION Aesthetic stuff , just poetry , some Spanish
