Fruits and Thorns
My fruits are thorns that disintegrate your skin,
Piercing through your veins,
I inveigh your crows,
Leaving nothing but scars, I stand proud,
Your thoughts,
A nocturnal home to my sadness,
I put a smile on my face
To bring rainbows to the haunted.
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KaraboKayla
I am an ambivert. I find my I inspiration through nature and photography. I don't intend on following the rules of basic poetry and hence I would much rather refer to myself as a free-verse poet. I am a proud Aquarian, and like all other Aquarian traits, I write to portray a message and to bring change. I am also inspired by music and short stories I read at school.
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