she showed nothing, yet
her soul was never in peace;
bawling in an eerie silence.
how could she be free?
on herself—her worst enemy.
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defying myself: don't fight yourself! make her an ally! make her an ally! ._.
p.s photo still from Pinterest
BINABASA MO ANG
Dozens Of Feelings
DiversosA collection of poems (mostly free verse), proses, or anything that comes to my mind and is translated into a group of words. ALL ARE MY WRITINGS po. •-•
