I'm pure and white
That's what they say
I'd always lose in a fight
There simply is no other way
But they don't know, they cannot see
What their words have done to me
I'm cold as ice
I'm black as coal
It must be nice
Not to have a broken soul
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Depressing Poetry
PoetryI found out that writing depressing poetry is actually like a really good coping mechanism??? Like I wrote a few when I was having a panic attack in class and it worked like wonders anyways here they are sorry for anything that like flows weird or...
