Poetry Some days October 19, 2018September 19, 2019 Anne J. You want to know me, Who I am, Under this luminescent skin. # It depends… I am not The same me; I may vary Every day. # Some days… I fear You would Catch a glimpse Of the repressed And pained Anger Behind the pseudo glimmer Of the turned up Corners of my mouth. © 2018 Anna Jailene Aguilar Share this:TwitterFacebookPinterestLinkedInWhatsAppEmailPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related Share this:TwitterFacebookPinterestLinkedInWhatsAppEmailPrintLike this:Like Loading...
Lovely and vulnerable! 🌷🌷🌷🌷
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Hello Valerie. Thank you so much. Much love and hugs to you. ❤🤗
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nyc dear
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Thank you so much. 😊🤗
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