Is imperfection worse than a lack thereof?
Or perhaps it is what lacks
That causes our interest
To rocket
And crumble
Day in
Day out
Is it simplicity
Or complexity
That maintains attention
Is it love
Or hate
That keeps our hearts beating
Perhaps its yin
Or yang
That which keep the world turning
Or instead the grey
Which keeps the balance all along
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A collection of poems
PoetryWith the title being relatively self explanatory, what follows within said selection of poems includes the peaks and valleys of my mind throughout the years. I use poetry to its fullest potential in order to help keep my emotional self at bay throug...
