original date of publication: unknown, probably 2021
sometimes I look at something beautiful and I don't feel anything
but I start crying anyway
and I choke back the tears even when there's no one watching
and I wonder
how deep have I buried myself?
will I ever let myself see the light again?
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Assorted Poetry
PoetryI had a vent account on Poetizer, but it went paid, so I had to save the poems here. They're not particularly effortful, just vomited prose, but I had nothing else to do with them. They may be added to, or not. Largely not too graphic, but there is...
