MELANCHOLY | Melancholy drips from my fingertips. SOON TO BE A PUBLISHED PAPERBACK. COMING 2025! This melancholy drips from my fingertips so slowly, you begin to forget I even exist. All of me, the hard parts of flesh you could never seem to love, drips down the drain. I am waiting for the day for your fingers to un...
S O W E D: Words planted to grow into love. Highest Rank - #1 in POETRY The bravest thing I've ever done was not forgetting how to love myself when everyone else did
A poetry book by me, Lillian or "-L" --- "your just a blunt, that i'm waiting to burn out, so i can start another one. because after all, we are perfectly wrong for each other -L" --- I started off doing poetry on a tik tok account, (@randompoemsimade) and my account grew a following, as people told me to make a boo...