I yearn to embrace those hollowest parts of yours until it grows flowers,
until you realise every part of yours
can be anything except worthless,
until you feel that you're being loved!
~khushicreates
23 April, 2025
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The inside urge to make you realise that you are not made for anything but to be loved is ghastly!
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YOU ARE READING
She...
PoetryWe are not written in the stars... "Because she is meant to be written by me!" ~khushicreates All the photos are being taken from Google, it doesn't belong to me.
