Another excerpt from my spoken poetry.
She had made an entire universe
she ever longed for,
There tattooed her story
filled with grime and sadness and gore.
She slept and slept because
it was the closest to being dead,
And rather chose to be friends
with people who lived inside her head.
She was a really strange
and a terrifying girl, wasn't she?
-Adiiid
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Poetry For The Soul
PoetrySometimes, you have to breathe in poetry to feel alive again. And oh, come inside my Wonderland. Darling, I am waiting. Book cover by: @notursaint © Copyright 2016 By: Adiiid
