a/n - 6/29 ,, kind of regretting it already oops :"
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drunk
she could hear
it from afar
the shattering of glass
of one that longed to be among the stars
no wisdom implanted
this was not how a conversation started
but what could she do?
hopelessly, she tiptoed through
the place she called home
past her mother’s room, where she would once roam
hoping that no one would hear
her, trying not to shed a tear
this couldn’t be her life
if only her mother was still her father’s wife
maybe then, things would be alright
for her mother drunk was not a lovely sight
perhaps it was time to call it a night
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tried to incorporate rhyme!! hope you liked how it turned out :) have a lovely day!
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Facing Reality
Poetry[ONGOING] The full description is inside, but this is a poetry book about a girl coping with life in general. Pretty depressing, I suppose, but I hope you like it :)
