On my way out
Barely breathing
Skin clinging to my structure
Nothing prepared me
For all you are
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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...
15. Melted
On my way out
Barely breathing
Skin clinging to my structure
Nothing prepared me
For all you are
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