Blinded by the heavy rain
My Kali kills, my Draupadi strips, my Sita climbs on a strangers lap. My women militate. they belittle kings, take on the sun, take after ...
17yo baby with no self control joined site friday 13th june '14 where-the-daisies-grow.tumblr.com/
Writing other people's stories
Lover of words. Cat lady. Green tea addict. Pianist. Med student. Still learning how to love the skies I'm under. My poems define me more ...
Hello, I have always loved writing. I always felt best when letting my feelings out into words. I love music, and movies, and all flowers. ...
im basically a living creature that feels and ponders. 19. God's words come first. Aspiring poet. www.hydourella-mess.weebly.com (Beginner, In Progress)
I feel feelings sometimes and writing helps me understand them.
writing to save myself // more prose than poetry
After the rain // I see daisies
sometimes expressing yourself by writing is all you need
Sweet little baby in a world full of pain.
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