Words where her only companion, the only thing that kept her sane, art was her escape, it kept her afloat.
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Writing to breath
PoetryI live vicariously through writing. I share myself in pages. I'm a word wonder. Soup for the soul. This is a space to write about what I feel and hopefully everyone can relate to a certain degree. I started this on Instagram, but here I'll accept r...
Words
Words where her only companion, the only thing that kept her sane, art was her escape, it kept her afloat.
