The Colors of Me
I don’t fit in. No one can see. I struggle to show you all that makes me, me. Because of that, I feel insignificant once more. When I was a little girl, I dreamt of swallowing paint so what I … Continue reading The Colors of Me
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Dreams Fade
She closes her eyes and gets lost in his arms. His breath caresses the back of her neck as she whispers “let’s pretend that this is forever”. The words hang in the air as if the slightest sound will make … Continue reading Dreams Fade
Inked Peacock Tales 