So I wish fishing the good fish
When I got home I see a
Package of note
Opened It hust to see
What is was
Crystal hearts
For healing
The mind
I believe someone knows the struggle
I have with ptsd
To give these beauties
So there is kindness in the world after all
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Midnight : poems |starting
PoetryMight night is the darker version of colours, where I talk more about mental health and mental illness. As well as things that go bump in the night. This talks about my long hard road to hell and back. This poems talk more about what life is like...
