ORIGINAL POETRY TIME: Someways she was falling apart But in..
Added 2022-08-08 21:02:53 +0000 UTCORIGINAL POETRY TIME: Someways she was falling apart But in other ways, she was finding her pieces And gluing them back together. Somedays she was crooked with fear But those days, she was finding her strength And using it to blossom forever The way her skin lays, she can scour But I’m the mirror her beauty radiated a heat Which would burn in your mind everlasting And when the sky grayed, leaving her torn apart She found a voice within her, left her arm behind her A world at her fingers she is forever grasping
