Luminous by day
Pale by night,
I shine bright and live a diminished life.
oxymoron, oxymoron.
I think and do,
moving around empty,
in unaware instinct.
oxymoron, oxymoron.
*Old piece just wanted to post it even if it's wrong*
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Just Jenny
PoetryJust a glimpse into my mind. Or if you want a better synopsis, read below. I like to type out my feelings into poems with no actual structure. I hope to make you laugh sometime and even cry because I just do. Warning: these come from angsty teenag...
