The Thing About Her, Is That She Was Happy Alone. Everyone Around Her Was Looking For A Connection And

Your poetry is gorgeous

your heart isn’t purple but it’s certainly not yet black perhaps it’s shades of blue for a love that’s not coming back

life stresses mean it’s certainly not mellow and your courage keeps it from turning ribbon yellow

your heart’s certainly not it’s natural rose red but whatever hue it beats shows your heart isn’t yet dead

I said hey... Whats going on????

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the things I think but can never say come out to play in my poisoned ink

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Favourite part of my new room 😊

BONUS: Helga’s parrot listening in

🐭So Cute🐀

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Chef's Special

Tell everybody I’m rotten, That my heart is rancid, Hidden behind a candy coating. Go ahead, stuff them with the Heavily garnished dish you serve To make yourself look better. They will rave and crave more, Even as they’re bloated to bursting. Send them to me with heaps of sugar So I know they gorged on your Spiced up, juicy entrees with Me as the bitter center, You the martyred master chef. But I wasn’t the first to get fed Up with your poison (It seems to be your specialty) And I won’t be the last if you Refuse to see the one key Ingredient in every course: You