Frida
Frida
my inspiration
you and me both always falling
for ugly and cruel
men who don't deserve us,
but at least the cold rising wind
is still blowing through both our
ugly and cruel hearts!
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Arden Ashley
A Pacific Northwest writer and visual artist attending Washington State University.
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