I get so tired of waiting for my life to get better, when all I truly needed was a pen, a piece of paper , and my mind to take me somewhere nice - unknown
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Stories by Ollezia
The sky without Blue
Hell can exist in two places
The pits of our minds
And the pits of our rugged world
Alfred jones, a medical...
Take you to Mars (my poetry)
My poetry ❤️
I only really post when I need to let my emotions out, thank you