Lost innocence
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Ongoing, First published Nov 25, 2019
Just a sad girl that once thought she can change the world
Little did she know...
that the demons are real and to be so naive is a sin

Don't you ask yourself if is it worth it or not...?
To give your hopes and dreams
Your everything...
To this cold, evil,mistress called life?!

I once thought I will be everything I want and  how I loved life!
I really thought I could touch the sky because I'm special right hahaha
Ah bittersweet is the taste of your innocence lost!

Now I'm just another broken girl with a black heart and a mind full of dark, cynical thoughts who gets melancholic, from time to time...
Thinking about the past
 Feeling lost in the present 
Hoping that  brighter days will come because in spite of everything we need to hope that tomorrow will be better than today so we can find the strength to carry on
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MELANCHOLY | Melancholy drips from my fingertips. PURCHASE "MELANCHOLIC MUSE" ON AMAZON! 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 unscrew the pipes, dig through debris and mess, scrape your heart against the rust, just to find me, so we can go through it all over again. Here, in the pages I find myself, in the ink that writes against my flesh, I will whisper the sadness, the heartache, and the decaying for all of the unspoken. Perhaps under this layer of melancholy, the girl I once knew still exists.    First poetry collection in the series. Original poems based off real life experiences. #12 in poetry. Cover template made by @KaleidoGraphix on Canva. 𝑴𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒚 copyright © May Garner. 2017. All Rights Reserved.