Five steps left babe
Six steps north
I'll stand and kneel
You just twirl.
Beauty in the way you cause scars. Scratchy marks and bruises.
Never caught unguarded.
She's a vicious lion.
Here's to the thoughts and stories left unwritten. The ones that are never published.
This book of words and journal dates are not for the faint hearted. I wish I'd die but we keep breathing so...triggering kidz.
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