Hello! My name is Ally Marie. I write poetry to help me cope as well as express emotions I would rather keep hidden from prying eyes.
Sunset
Les plus beaux couchers de soleil sont ceux que je passe avec toi
Tuesday, April 15, 2025
Abuse
My hands, you know these hands; They’ve cradled your jaw, pressed you close to me. They’ve bruised the same spot; I’m so sorry you had to see me like that. The hands that now itch to hold you once made you bruise and bleed.
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