She was completely empty, never wanting the burdens to end

A Poetry Overhaul Assignment

By Mya DoerksenPublished 7 months ago • 1 min read

Oh those mournful sunny days where everything is perfect

These open bodies modelled for distribution

Let your wounds dissolve into rejected cosmos

The petty worship of fashion

That flaunts around our waists

The freedom, suffocating

In the future everything will be sensible

Until the moon winks

Hi there, I'm a student, a writer and an aspring author. At the moment I'll mostly be posting shorts, school assignments or challenge submissions.

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