Holes in the body
don't fix the hole
in her heart.
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Don't judge them from their appearance. Every breath of their own might hold pain you will never understand.
Your one and only,
Mephoria.
YOU ARE READING
Epiphame
Poetry"So then I dyed my voice a beautiful shade of grey. Not too bright and not too loud." ۞۞ Epiphany + Me Epiphame: A sudden realisation dawning upon Me. ۞۞ In this poetry book I will be writing about things that I feel should be brought forward mor...
