My soul is too precocious for this world,
too pure.
Although not hidden enough,
but being honest there's no place to hide.
They won't stay away and now I'm consumed,
but it's okay.
I can now say "I'm colored in black."
Finally I have a place in this world.
Finally I can fit in,
the only cost was the posion now running through my veins.
I'm strong now, you say.
Not the weak and naive little girl anymore.
Not the girl who saw the good in everyone.
Not the girl who didn't want to hurt a single fly.
Not the girl who wanted to live and smile.
And it's all thanks to you,
so here's my thank you.
~ 𝑥 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑒
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Words can kill | Poetry
PoetryYour words are killing me, now I'm writing it all down This book is everything I'll never say, thus the passage to my hidden mind ~ 𝑥 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑒 --- 𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚢 @AnonymousxxWolfxx 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜...
