And the cold kiss of the harsh reality
that had become her life
Pierced her cheek
It took her a while to realize
That it was all just a gift in disguise
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Flowers Under My Skin
PoetryA series of original short poems written through my perspective.
Disguise
And the cold kiss of the harsh reality
that had become her life
Pierced her cheek
It took her a while to realize
That it was all just a gift in disguise
