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Poetry

goddesses are strong and brave and powerful, yet they know pain and suffering. { this is a poetry book of all of my best work in my opinion }

𝒾 𝒾𝓃𝒽𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓉.

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by medicangels

by medicangels

My time here is wasted,

I inherited the Earth from a drunk with a vendetta, blood curdling screams of the saplings as I press my boot heavy in the garden.

I inherited the Earth from people with faces like broken promises. Casting off discretion as I break the pretty sparrow's neck.

I inherited the Earth from a boy who brushed past me as relief and pain washed over my being.

I inherited the Earth.

And when my time has come,

I will pass it down to you.