Swimming
around with our tiny
fins,
shuffling our
bruised tails,
We were so small
and so fragile,
easily broken,
hung up like pegs.
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Vanity Killed the Poet
Poetry➳' among the piles of forgotten poems she realised she had saved herself' ➳ this story follows the lives of many individuals through their minds and actions. Do any stories intertwine? Does everybody survive? Does anybody? ♡ trigger warning ♡
XVIII ➳ easily broken | little fish 6.2
Swimming
around with our tiny
fins,
shuffling our
bruised tails,
We were so small
and so fragile,
easily broken,
hung up like pegs.
