She will fall like the leaves do in autumn and
society will strip her,
leaving her naked shivering from the winds
but she will not wither, she will sprout again
like the crops do in spring and in summer,
she will find the strength to grow again.
Written by:: @ bruisedmelodies(IG)
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The Nights She Lived In
Poesía"The Nights she lived in" is my first ever collection so go ahead and enjoy it :)
