Let femininity plot the course that guides my way, as femininity flows through my vains like a light that weaves through the murky waters of masculinity. My femininity grows stronger every day as my masculinity subsidies as it's washed away to the shores within my mind, as I feel free in the feminine energy that basks over me.
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Twisted Little Poems For The Broken Soul
Poetrypoetry and short stories for those struggling with mental health, it's okay not to be okay, and please seek help if you're feeling lost. I will be adding more poems and short stories along the way.
