I realized something
Amidst those cold, sleepless nights
Of constant thinking
You never shined bright
That was an illusion
A trick of your invention
To make me blind
And say you were mine
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I Am Exhausted
PoésieThis is where I let my mind and inner demons roam. Leaving your thoughts would be much appreciated as I am trying to grow as a writer. Also, don't expect any continuity, these are in no particular order and there is no sytem. Some are older works a...
Magic Trick
I realized something
Amidst those cold, sleepless nights
Of constant thinking
You never shined bright
That was an illusion
A trick of your invention
To make me blind
And say you were mine
