Many things left unsaid
But we fall, getting greedy and talking in our sleep
Those things from my room
They listen better to my worries
But you didn't hear half of it
Like a sailor, moving forward
My dreams are leaving me
Until morning comes
And with the light, we begin our fake small talk.
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Soul Fragments
PoetryMade solely for entering 2023 Wattpad Poetry contest- Versification Small collection of poems, tiny bits of myself, fragments of my emotions and cute way to express such. Highest rank: 4 #poetrycontest 22 #thoughts 25 #contest 6 #wattpadpoetry 5...
