I am a monster
I am a freak
Or at least that is how I'm seen\
Nobody knows the real me
The gentle soul
No one knows
Because they can not see the true nee
Wanting to get out
Wanting to thrive
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
In the beginning There was the bird And the bird was the word Haven't you heard about the bird I thought everybody has heard that The...
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