Leaving the Big Four During the third year of school and living on the big four, I was divided into pieces by a swift sword, perching on my safety edge. My brown eyes must have turned black as I heard mom’s words, but I was sure I was suffocating. “Joy, honey, we are moving to…
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My New Poem “Known Before Death” Now On MasticadoresIndia
Known Before Death ennoble the chaste grandeurwords wrap around my necklike a quill and crimson shawlsincere lexes, gilded stardustmy heart lay bare to nameless To read the rest of this poem please visit this link MasticadoresIndia ( now called ChewersMasticadores ) and thanks to everyone who follows, likes and subscribes to MasticadoresIndia. I want to…