poetry
Je ne suis pas sur quand tout a commencé : me détester.
Probablement placé entre les "Je ne suis pas assez jolie et les "mange moins".
Ces mots ont commencé réellement à me consumer. Avant que je ne le sache.
Ils avaient définit qui je suis. Je ne devrais pas les écouter,
Parce que ce ne sont que des mensonges.
Qui sont-ils pour définir mon existence? Qui sont-ils pour me détruire ?
-kiana azizian
Upvoted..nice..
does Kiana know her writing is published in your post? is she your close friend? btw..
amazing drawing-amainzg writing..
Hey, thank you and i have a little speak with her for the translation of her poems and atm i translate her fisrt book "Us" (i love sooooo much Kiana Azizian)
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