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I thought i saw you yesterday, weaving through the crowd. Your hair was how i remembered it and hope filled your eyes. It was the you that promised me the sunset in a cup.
Oh how much you've changed. Sunken eyes, bruised knees and cuts all over. I remember how you told me over text, my heart that once sang you symphonies lay broken on the floor.
-we are a blue ribbon fading hysterically.
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- i remember writing this one! I had used a writing prompt it was quite fun :))
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~ HUMAN INTROSPECTION ~
Poetry~*~*~*~ ~*~*~*~ A collection of poetry and philosophical questions made to question the relations and views we have of ourselves and others. I encourage readers to explore themselves and allow their thoughts to run unfiltered while reading. I hope...
