Poison Puddles
The Result of Living as a Person with Empathy in a Poisoned World
By Lizzy RosePublished 4 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Andre Benz on Unsplash
I dig my grave to stay alive,
while they cut out my heart with million dollar knives.
I'd rather dance in the rain
but I'm surrounded by puddles again,
deciding whether to swim or dive.
About the Creator
Lizzy Rose
I am a poet, fiction/fantasy writer, as well as a cosplayer and cover singer on Tiktok, Instagram and Youtube. You can find me elsewhere at the link below!
https://linktr.ee/lizzyrose12
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