INTRINSIC; the things i am, was, and will be. by n.n.c.it’s a pretentious poetry collection th
INTRINSIC; the things i am, was, and will be. by n.n.c.it’s a pretentious poetry collection that i wrote in 24 hours! these poems all mean a lot to me and i’m honestly pretty scared to put this all out there but it feels right so i’m doing it!snippets:an existence that isnt good nor badthere is a word that escapes mein between; a grey areamy bones are brittle. my blood runs dry.my fingertips are purple and my throat is full of frogs.i am sick, they say. always sick.if you make puzzle of stolen pieces, it will never be finished.a spot always missing, pieces unconnected.because stolen puzzle pieces cannot make a full puzzle.you can download it out here for free! -- source link
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