She was completely empty, never wanting the burdens to end
A Poetry Overhaul Assignment
By Mya DoerksenPublished 3 years 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
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Mya Doerksen
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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