Poems from pjgrace
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Who’s the fairest of them all?
His reflection so pretty everything has to
Stop
Drowning in beauty
Choking on ego...
At four years old
I skimmed my knee
Crying on the pavement, sobbing, screaming
Bloody band-aid, red checks,
Waiting for someone to rescue...
At four years old
I skimmed my knee
Crying on the pavement, sobbing, screaming
Bloody band-aid, red checks,
Waiting for someone to rescue...