Gaze into the abyss
Mind is empty
I can't take this
Too much melancholy
Coffee on the table
Lighting a cigarette
Nobody is stable
Worse than a roulette
Hand holding the head
Nothing has yet been said
Sad about yesterday
And the ones that are dead
Nothing in my mind today
Haven't woken up late
Had some things done
For the sake of the day
"How are you, my dear?" They say
"I'm okay, how about you?"
I hate that that's all we do
Wish that we could break the rules.
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The Blurple Sunflowers
PoetryA collection of poems made by my sister. *･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･'(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)'･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*
