the wind blows softly
brushing against my cheek
the warm summer air
swimming in my lungs
it's nice here
a place to think
to wash away the tears
the slow splash
of the cool ocean waves
the light chatter
flowing through my ears
yes, it's nice here
a place to speak
and to be heard
the faint scratch
of baby blue chalk on the sidewalk
the cold ice
dripping down my throat
oh yes it's nice here
sitting in summer
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Random Poems
Poetrythis is just gonna be a book of random poems. some sad, some happy, depends on what I'm feeling *TW* will contain references to depression, eating disorders, homophobia, and other potential triggers please don't read this if you are triggered easily
