when every day is the same
and the same is every day
i wonder how long i have
until it goes astray
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the ruin of my soul~ third collection of poetry
Poesíathe third edition. a different approach a new found story poems from my heart words from my soul.
monotonous
when every day is the same
and the same is every day
i wonder how long i have
until it goes astray
