My Grandmother always tells me that the words I speak could change the world.
The sun licked the sleep from my eyes today/ and peeled back my blankets. I stretched back into my body/ rattled all my bones/ wiggled my fingers and toes/ then started my day-
You turn girls into monsters, just so you have dragons to slay.
I need some lyrics to this song
The murder ya heard of, you think the obscured from the mind of the sickened. The evil referred to.
“What’s it like being a grown-up?”
When we were younger in school, we were told to write poems.