lost words in eraser crumbles
my past struggles and wonders
are they really better off forgotten
or shall i forever keep them in mind
illiterate voices holding my shoulders
screams of pain awaken from slumbers
will they ever be forgotten
or shall i keep an escape plan in mind
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Poetrysome byproducts of my mental health state. abstract and surreal some stories some real paintings and illusions mostly with a creepy feel i think there must be like a few love poems too? idk tw: (some direct some not) mentions of death, blood, burnin...
