I'm not a product of good breeding.
A daughter of a psycho.
A conspiracy theorist's prodigy.
I hold to no bounds.
I am a mess of a woman.
I am not even human.
I will hold no grudges.
I will bear no burdens.
My house is built in my eyes.
My strength is built in myself alone.
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The Poetry Collection [Editing]
PoetryA soulful recollection and philosophies on life from a young, femme, punk poet. Poems ranging from when I was still in school, moving out, exploring the world for the first time, moving through the years, until now, being an independent artist and b...