Ivan Savinon

Rookie (7/22/94 / idk)

War

I was sad like a plant without water
It was dark;
Darkness was creeping over my complexion of anxiety
My anxiety was getting heavier like adding weight
I cried
Azure tears escaped my solemn face of despair
I thought I wouldn't break this promise
I thought I wouldn't do this again
I grabbed some scissors

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