Becoming Pretty- Poetry

Becoming Pretty- Poetry

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Daisy Red By daisybuttermellow Completed

Sometimes my mind feels like a liquid, and it takes all of my strength so keep it from slipping down the drain. Sometimes it throbs like a a broken bone. Often, my poor brain pulls me in every direction like 1'000 marbles cascading down a flight of stares. But, once in a blue moon the fog clears and I write a poem.