Seasons start
They end
Seasons change
Much like your freckles
They come and they go
You collect your aches
More importantly your stories
You grow into fears
Out of some too
As you grew into then out of
My body weathered your burden
My season ended with you
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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...
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