I tossed and turned late at night until I gave up on sleep, holding my phone up to my face with the time shining brightly on my face, I went to our last conversation where you made me feel like a queen. I smiled whilst reading and let the butterflies in my stomach carry me away to dream land.
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Emotional Torture.
PoesíaCollection of poems and pieces written about daily struggles and tackling big world problems from the eyes of a teenager. Warning: Some chapters might be triggering. Triggers include: Suicide Eating disorder Self harm