Apr 2017
I’m filled with lightning.
It shines bright, flowing through my wrists.
It cracks through with everything I do.
My smile, my laugh.
The way I walk and talk.
It’s electrifying.
It shines bright, flowing through my wrists.
It cracks through with everything I do.
My smile, my laugh.
The way I walk and talk.
It’s electrifying.
2017-04-14
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I've realized a lot of my poems are filled with self hatred, so I wanted to make this one. A small poem about self love and realizing your worth. I'm filled with light even if I can't see it often.
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I've realized a lot of my poems are filled with self hatred, so I wanted to make this one. A small poem about self love and realizing your worth. I'm filled with light even if I can't see it often.
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