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Drawing upon the cold words. The cold thoughts.
The cold looks, the cold sounds.
Chilled to the bone.
Heart beating soft and slow,
as if it would be effortless
to beat one last time
and be still.
They say the sun will rise
tomorrow
A new day,
And to them she says,
"Some people can't get through the night."
The sky dark, the stars dim.
Blocking out sounds and staring
At the point where the sun would rise.
Should rise.
Could rise.
Might rise.
If she makes it through the night.
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ᴍʏ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ᴏɴ ᴘᴀᴘᴇʀ (𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮𝘴)
Poetry☽⋆｡°✩ 𝒾𝒻 𝒶 𝓅𝑜𝑒𝓉 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓁𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝑜𝓃 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 ☽⋆｡°✩ ----------------- a collection of poems i have written. this isn't a cry for help they're just really deep 'cause i write them at 3am LMAO eNjOyYy **WARNING...
