asianbourgeoise
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[ the shards of my heart transformed into words-all for my best friend. this is to everything she is right now, and to everything she'll be afterwards. ]
❝ we weren't fragile.
hell, we were queens,
and we still are, forever-
but whenever we stayed
in this castle made of ice,
our blood turned into frost,
and we were glass girls. ❞
// 01. 30. 2018 - #85 IN POETRY [ HIGHEST RANKING ]
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