- Im a vessle through which life is seperated into its numerous and vast strands. Each containing the whole emotion, affecting everything in vivid color, in their wake.
- I am gifted with hands that have eyes of their own and see the world thorugh thier irises, not mine.
- All of me is pulled from my dwelling through the low strum of music, and back like elastic when the symphony ends
- Im fighting the shadows with the fire of my soul, waving it around to stop them form getting to me.
- Im a strong bowstring, a backbone so the body may rest.
- Holding rare flowers that are rooted up my arms, the stubs reach for the star between my eyes.
- The moon is a pure reflection of the person i am. Perfectly imperfect, dotted in crators, alone, the brightest that shines. dissaperaring from the world just to rebuy my energy.
- I am not alone within my skin, for a 14 year old kylie still needs love and happiness, but who is aware? i dont know.
Table Of Contents in The Edge Of 14
- March 11, 2019, 3:32 p.m.
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