Brutal

Break me. Leave me bleeding.

I want to know how it feels

The turmoil, the unstoppable gobbling

Of everything you mean to me –

Till I vomit and chock on the acid

Of goodness and kindness of you.

Cut me open. Make love – oh! So tragic,

I want to be burnt by you.

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we wrote and forged through the life of love and loss...

Motherhood and Addiction

A writer with no name 👽

writer, reader, naturelover, conservationist

I am a cocktail mixed of Fire & Ice. I can be an angel & become a devil next moment, But trust me if you are good to me u will see my wings.

Adorn the Traditional

my sweet escape

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