ORIGINAL POETRY TIME:
Someways she was falling apart
But in..
🕑 Added 2022-08-08 21:02:53 +0000 UTC
ORIGINAL POETRY TIME:
Someways she was falling apart
But in other ways, she was finding her pieces
And gluing them back together.
Somedays she was crooked with fear
But those days, she was finding her strength
And using it to blossom forever
The way her skin lays, she can scour
But Iām the mirror her beauty radiated a heat
Which would burn in your mind everlasting
And when the sky grayed, leaving her torn apart
She found a voice within her, left her arm behind her
A world at her fingers she is forever grasping