Poems from BaileyPage

We all go through traumas, writing was a way to cope.
I am a fucking phoenix. You can tear me down You can burn my body Leave me in the ashes of memories And even blow them across the floor...
My body has been burned Scorched and used From the times my feathers were ripped from my body In a pillow fight I will never win. My bones...
What is that look when you see me in public? You give me this look of loathing Chills me to the bone. What is that look when you see me in...
I told myself I was done with you last night. I am so over feeling used. I am far too good at goodbyes Hating the way I try for you Yet...
I end up loving people who won’t fight for me. Girls like us only know pain We know the turning against our family The isolation of...

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