How do I say it is never enough?
All the words and praise, all the presents and stuff
To who would I even cast the blame?
I was not wronged, nothing to explain
Where does it come from this deep emptiness?
All of my feelings, sink into abyss
(An; So this is another one where I feel like I need to say like, I, the author, am fine, I just write dark stories, and apparently poetry.
I don't really write poetry that much, but in a different book of mine I complained about it and said I don't get it, so now I'm pretty sure that means- at least in my brain- I'm required to practice and learn to like it.
So uh... hope you liked my roughly second try at it, probably more to come scattered in between stories.
-T.A.L.A. )
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Have You Ever Seen the Sun Rise at Midnight?
ContoOkay, so I'm not marking this as mature yet, but it might get a little dark or other stuff, I'm not decided yet, basically since it's one shots I'll give individual information and you can skip at you're discretion. Series of unrelated short storie...
