Dear Diary
Seasonal Depression
Dreadful damp December, dispatching dark depression.
Delighted demons decapitating delicate darlings. Divine death. Decay.
Doubting departure despite detecting desirable days.
Dreaming daylight dreams. Dancing dotingly, declaring dawn. Desperate determination.
Dandelions, Daisies, Daffodils. Deservingly decorated days.
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Tonya Newman
Just an island girl who loves adventure. Trying to live my best life in this messed up, beautiful world. And writing along the way...
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