Marilyn Rae
Joined December 2018
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Bummer
She carried herself quite well, despite the dilemma of her life. Her shoulders once sat cooly below her neck in a relaxed notion. Today, they rise just below her ears, the creases above her eyebrows grew in deeper. The happiness in her eyes that stood brightly against any cloudy day, now hung in dark purple rings and were often swollen. She has been wanting to be alone and she fought that battle, the constant game she called “shadowplay.”
By Marilyn Rae5 years ago in Psyche