pools,
endless pools of hope,
hope that never lasted,
pools that slowly grew smaller.
these vast oceans are shrinking,
all of the hope is draining,
until these oceans are just pools.
vast pools.
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Poetrywhen i tried to avoid the fact i wanted to die, by writing anti-suicide poems. now this book sort of became a person, it grew a mind, a soul, and a heart. so, in turn, it kept listening to my petty problems. (lowercase intended) Highest Ranking: #18...
