Burgundy, teal, and copper
I miss you
I just want to say thank you to all my followers.
Change ruffles my feathers
Mom wasn’t home that day but when she returned her home was in ashes.
Dismantled by my abusers
There dwells a hole within my heart Only one can fill.
The moon slept on that lonely dirt road As the clouds wept muddying the ground A Victorian house set at the top of the soggy hill
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