Soul Search

Searching for a soul of my own

By Lizzy RosePublished 3 months ago • 1 min read

Photo by Geronimo Giqueaux on Unsplash

I was born empty,

a beast, always hunting for

a soul of my own.

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Lizzy Rose

I am a poet, fiction/fantasy writer, as well as a cosplayer and cover singer on Tiktok, Instagram and Youtube. You can find me elsewhere at the link below!

https://linktr.ee/lizzyrose12

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