Halloween

dress up gone wrong

By Kristina BrulePublished 3 months ago • 1 min read

the fire surrounds me

Burning my skin, help me god.

I'm not a real witch.

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Kristina Brule

I have loved writing since I can remember. I used to write songs and poems all the time growing up. I have two poetry books and one fiction book published. Every little thing I write has pecies inside of me that show who I am

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