The Little dove,
so gentle, so kind.
Full of light and love,
projecting,
elegance,
radiance,
serenity,
and beauty,
all day.
*Btw mature because of light swearing, violence, and mentions of suicide, self harm, and other things.*
[Trigger Warning, please be safe when reading] They aren't supposed to know. They aren't meant to read these poems that I'm writing. I've concealed them for a reason.
-Shitty poems about how I feel-