Two separate relapses within four days,
A hundred days past, gone to waste.
My brain swiftly caught in dismay,
And an increase in negative feeling with much haste.
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PoesíaJust a place for me to store and save my messy thoughts that sometimes come out poetically. Mostly for me but you can read it, too. :)) Cover art drawn by me :) I didn't know what else to put as the cover so...
Relapse
Two separate relapses within four days,
A hundred days past, gone to waste.
My brain swiftly caught in dismay,
And an increase in negative feeling with much haste.
