Loneliness can be all-consuming. A parasite; eating us up from within. The world is vast and filled with many. However, finding those like ourselves is, sometimes, impossible. So we keep ourselves afloat with the odd laughter here, and the idle chit-chat there, with those who don't speak the same language of our souls.
Anything to keep from drowning.
--- Ink and Wander
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Butterfly - 12th poetry collection
PoetryA rainbow is bursting from within me. This is my 12th collection. Poetry collections (written in this order) : 1) Poetry 2) Cathartic 3) Masquerade 4) Compass 5) Reverie 6) Stars Above Me 7) Melodies 8) Caterpillar 9) Musings 10) Stoicism 11) Chry...
