At The Crossroads I've fallen into a beautiful oblivion Swallowed by a black hole, as i reach to get out, my arm breaks, my limbs referred to as twigs. So limp they break. Can't hold me through, trying to hold on, and I'm wondering, was my skeleton meant to be buried in the ground? Stepped and... Sign in to see full entry.
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My poetry gives an in depth perspective of what it feels like for a woman, and some of the emotions involved.
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