My insanity, your pleasure.
By: Brianna MacLean
I try to fit your perfection
That lie, that impossible target
The growing pain
You’ll never love me!
In your eyes I am dirt
Lower that dirt.
I try, all I do is try
All for one thing
I’ll never receive.
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The darkest corners of my mind [poetry]
PoetryThese are some of the many poems that have entered my mind and wound up onto paper.